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A MEMOIR 



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AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 



A MEMOIR 



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AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 



BY 



ARTHUR W. MOULTON 



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SALEM, MASS. 

NEWCOMB A GAUSS 

1909. 






Copyright, 1909 by Arthur W. Moulton. 

All rights reserved. 

Published December, 1909. 



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AN INTRODUCTION 

We have many memories of men who through 
unusual ability have won their way to public recog- 
nition. What many of us want is the record of a 
man who in ability is so near to us that we may feel 
that what he has done we may try to do. 

Here is the story of one who was by birth and 
education of the most privileged: a delicate boy, a 
youth of no exceptional parts, he gave himself with 
the fullest consecration in the name of Christ to 
the service of the people. 

Immersed as he was during those busy years in 
the activities of his Parish, passing his days in 
tenements and up and down the streets of the city, 
he held strong the bonds of early friendships and 
refreshed himself with literature. Contact with sin 
left no defilement; association with misery and 
sordidness served to reveal his unworldly and hope- 
ful spirit. In his simplicity and sincerity was his 
charm. In the many practical and material ele- 
ments of modern Parish life he carried and sustained 
such a refined temper as to transfigure them. To 
the youth he was the embodiment of a Christian 
gentleman. Those of us who knew him best never 
ceased to find in him unexplored recesses of culture, 
faith, and helpfulness. He carried with the min- 
istrv of the Church in manufacturing cities of the 



8 AN INTRODUCTION 

twentieth century such a spirit of chivalry and such 
devotion to his Master and the Church as we associ- 
ate with the Saints of early days. 

One who assisted him in the last years of his life, 
counts it his highest privilege to try in this simple 
story to record and perpetuate some of the influence 
of Augustine Amory. 

William Lawrence. 



A MEMOIR OF 
AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 

CHAPTER I 

In the latter part of the 17th Century, Jonathan 
Amory with his son Thomas appears to have settled 
in the West Indies. Thence he moved to Charleston, 
South Carolina, and about 1700 came north to 
Boston. James Sullivan left Limerick, Ireland, in 
1723 for America, and made his home in Berwick, 
Maine. His son became prominent in affairs of 
statehood and law, being a Judge on the Massachu- 
setts bench, and a delegate to Congress from Massa- 
chusetts in the year which saw the close of the Revo- 
lutionary War. He held the position of Attorney- 
General of Massachusetts, and was elected .to the 
highest honor Massachusetts can give, that of Gov- 
ernor, in 1807. His daughter married Jonathan 
Amory. 

A son from this marriage was James Sullivan 
Amory, Augustine's father, one of Boston's success- 
ful merchants. He was a fine type of man, 
thoroughly religious, pre-eminently Christian, an 
Evengelical Churchman, of the kind that love the 
Bible and talk about it, believe in family worship 
and practice it, frequent and share their prosperity 
with the Church. As his son Augustine said once, 

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10 A MEMOIR OF 

"My father loved his Church and his religion. It 
was real to him. I don't know any better Christian, 
or anyone whom I want more to be like than my 
father.' 7 

In 1837 James Sullivan Amory married Mary 
Copley Greene, the youngest daughter of Gardiner 
Greene and Mrs. Elizabeth Clarke Copley. She was 
Augustine's mother and a granddaughter of John 
Singleton Copley, the brilliant portrait painter. 
Copley's son, born in Boston in 1772 became Lord 
Lyndhurst of whom it can be read that he was 
"possessed of a fine and noble presence, a ready wit, 
an unfailing sweetness of temper and a real kindness 
and charm of manner that moves the hearts of men/' 

Mary Greene Amory was a woman of strong- 
Christian character and exquisite charm. "She had 
great modesty, simplicity and a sweet dignity of 
manner. She was very industrious, being constantly 
occupied with fine needlework, and taking painting 
lessons after she was sixty years old. Her loyalty 
to family and friends was no less marked than her 
strong faith and noble endurance of sorrow, which 
gave a special value to her sympathy for those in 
trouble." 

Inheriting thus gentleness and taste, refinement 
and an energetic nobleness, Augustine Heard Amory 
was born on the twentieth of July in 1852. He was 
the eleventh child. The family home was in Brook- 
line. It had always been their residence and was 
peculiarly adapted to the rearing of children, 
ministering as it did to the finer side of children's 
nature. There was the liberty of outdoor life ; there 



AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 11 

were wide reaches of well-laid landscape, long 
stretches of avenues, beautiful residences with large 
areas. Strong cultured families made up the neigh- 
borhood. With the exception of two months in the 
summer the Amorys lived there the year round. 
The long, low house in which they dwelt had grown 
in the process of time out of a small summer cottage. 
The grounds were extensive, comprising some twenty 
acres. It was a good place for children to spend 
their young years, and the boy's interests were large- 
ly centered here. He grew up here with his play- 
mates. This was his home in the youthful years 
when he was playing ball, skating, and riding his 
pony over the roads and fields. This was his home 
when he was a student walking back and forth from 
school and college. This was his home whither 
when man grown and in his beloved work he would 
escape from his trying and perplexing labors, and rest 
awhile. Augustine made much of his young life. 
His younger brother was his chum and together they 
shared in the games and discussions of boys. But 
he was not as robust as some boys are and the sports 
which require strong physical powers he did not 
care to play. The gentler side, that which so marked 
his whole life, marked his boyhood. It was the 
gentleness, though, of a boy and of a man with a 
life purpose : it had energy. Energy was never lack- 
ing in Amory's life. His persistence was great. And 
these qualities were nourished in his boyhood, when, 
apart from other boys, he was obliged to remain in 
the house, and play and work there. Augustine 
(they called him Tiny) naturally turned to the 



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things which he could best do. He was not shut 
off from the companionship of boys but he could 
not easily take part in their fun. Instead he de- 
voted his time to books. He learned to play the 
piano; he learned to sing; he could even do fine 
needle work and worsted work ; he was clever at wax 
work. The ways of a boy were in him however. He 
liked nature and nature studies. He collected and 
classified butterflies. He built a house with a room 
and an attic in the woods near home, in his hours 
out of school. 

Augustine's early schooling was obtained at Miss 
Hedge's school and at Miss Susan Hale's school. 
Miss Hedge was the daughter of Dr. Hedge, then 
pastor of the Unitarian Church in Brookline. Miss 
Hale was a sister of Edward Everett Hale. To 
these schools Augustine went until he was twelve 
years old. He was studious and well-behaved. Con- 
scientious in every little thing, he worked at his 
lessons faithfully and tried to please his teachers. 
These were the troublous days when the nation was 
battling in Civil War. The youth though not vigor- 
ous in health and body was vigorous enough in ideas. 
One thing that stood out strongly in this boy in later 
years was his intense patriotism. It was a religious 
virtue with him. ... On the back leaf of 
a little diary which he received from the 
Sunday-school Christmas tree of 1864, the boy 
drew with his pencil the picture of a group 
of men apparently being shot to pieces by 
cannons. Across the page in large letters are the 
words, "Rebels! Rebels! So perish the Rebels!" 



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This was the little diary which he conscientiously 
kept, when in the following year, his thirteenth, he 
went to Europe. The greater part of that year was 
spent in travel. 

A note from this first diary is interesting : "Wednes- 
day, Feb. 15, 1865. Pleasant: temperate. We are to 
be on board the Africa at 10 o'clock A. M. To sail 
at sharp 11 A. M. Parted with my friends with 
several tears, but felt a great deal better afterward.' ' 
The trip was a notable one for Augustine. He 
covered considerable ground and saw much. He saw 
the finest building he had ever seen at Siena, the 
Cathedral. He went through the British Museum. 
He saw the lion at Lucerne. He saw and heard the 
clock strike at Strasburg. He went blackberrying 
at Boulogne ; went to church at Westminster Abbey ; 
rode from Yevay and Dijon in a cattle train; took 
a row on the lake at Geneva; crossed the Wengern 
Alp ; went through the Black Forest ; spent Fourth 
of July on the Rhine, wearing a red, white and blue 
badge on his hat with ribbons on his j acket ; attended 
a grand concert at Mainz, of which the last number 
was an hour and a half long; went to church twice 
every Sunday ; saw the pictures in the great Galleries 
and brought fine presents home to his mother. 

The next year Augustine began his school life at 
G. W. C. Noble's school. He did not complete his 
course here on account of ill health; but he always 
called himself one of Mr. Noble's boys. He was 
there one-half the year 1866-67, 1867-68, 1868-69, 
and one-half the year 1869-70. As in his former 
schools, so here: he was a devoted and faithful 



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student. Sickness cut into his time and prevented 
him from doing what he would have done ; but when 
he could work he worked well. His reports were 
always good. " Augustine Amory" writes Mr. E~oble 
"was for some years a very dear pupil of mine, 
although for quite a portion of the time he was 
nominally under my charge he was absent by reason 
of sickness. While he was with me I was always 
impressed with the purity, — I may say the saintli- 
ness, — of his character. I never had a pupil whom 
I loved and respected more." 

A little journal in boyish hand contains the follow- 
ing paragraphs: 

Sept. 27, 1868. 

This is a very disagreeable day, raining hard, 
and in every manner uncomfortable but somehow or 
other I rather like stormy weather. I trust that that 
does not in any way indicate a tendency to a stormy 
life. 

This is the third Sunday of my life as a teacher 
in Sunday school. It is a very responsible duty 
when one comes to think about it, and I feel my 
inadequacy for the task but with God's help I will 
persevere. God has indeed blessed me so far on my 
pilgrimage of life but trials must come. Oh that I 
could trust God more, could go forth bravely to the 
battle, feeling sure that God would help me. How 
wicked I am, not to trust God when He has done so 
much for me and tokens of His love are evident 
wherever I look. 



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I went to church this morning. I do like our 
service so much, it is so grand, yet simple; father 
says he hopes that I never will have anything to do 
with the High Church, but that I am very fond of 
dress. I trust that I never shall. 

Oct. 18. 

How fearful are the works of God; I have just 
been looking at an Aurora Borealis and it fills my 
soul with fear, almost; but why should it, are not 
us miserable sinners ? 

For four years, as constantly as possible, Augus- 
tine attended school. Noble's school was a preparatory 
school and the young man was getting himself ready 
for Harvard. He was to enter the University in the 
Fall of 1870. But here again sickness, or at least 
poor health, interfered. His course was interrupted, 
and he was taken South, to Aiken. The visit to Aiken 
was followed by another trip to Europe, with his 
father and mother. He was eighteen years old. This 
was his second journey abroad. Xo notes of this 
year were kept, though a considerable portion of 
the year was spent on the other side. The following 
year, 1871, found him still in a physical condition 
which prohibited his entrance into college. This 
year and the next year mark an eventful perioa m 
the young fellow's life. With cousins he went abroad 
again. These were days of interest and excitement 
to him. He was eager to be in college. It was pain- 
ful to him to see his friends and schoolmates entering 
in ahead of him; but he knew it was wise for him 



16 A MEMOIR OF AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 

not to go at this time. Instead, lie made the most 
of an inspiring journey. It was spent in Egypt and 
the Holy Land and along the Mediterranean. His 
journals of those months are full, and show him at 
twenty a conscientious and observing traveller. 
Conscientiousness was one of the marks of the man. 
Augustine felt that he must learn on this journey as 
much as could be learned ; that he must see as much 
as could be seen. It was a year taken from college. 
His father and mother had arranged this trip for him 
at a great expense. He felt that he owed it to 
them to spend these months in no mere lazy sight- 
seeing, but rather in acquiring something which 
should be a part of his life. It became for the time 
being a sacred duty ; we read it in his journal. The 
little party of three, Augustine and two cousins, 
reached Alexandria, Egypt, on the first day of 
December, 1871. 



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CHAPTEE II 

The next three months were to be spent upon the 
Nile, going up and down in a dahabieh. It was 
called Sirius, after the brilliant star which the 
travellers watched while crossing the Mediterranean. 
"We drove," he writes, "out to the old city Heliopolis 
of which nothing remains but an obelisk and the 
mounds. The obelisk stands in the centre of a great 
field. Here it was that Joseph married the daughter 
of Potiphera, priest of On, and here Moses and 
Plato and Pythagoras must have studied. ... I 
tried to imagine Joseph as he led his bride past this 
obelisk, or Moses as he passed in and out beside it, 
but it is very difficult. . . . We stopped • a little 
nearer the city at the Holy Tree under which tra- 
dition says Joseph and Mary rested on their flight 
into Egypt. It is a very, very old tree, a sycamore, 
looking as if it might easily be 2000 years old, and 
near it is a beautiful old well. ... It is very likely 
they may have rested there, but whether under 
that particular tree is doubtful. However, it is 
well to believe as much as appears reasonable. Eor 
how much more one enjoys it. 

. . . We got on to a common little ferry boat and 
crossed over to the Island of Roda. This was our 
first experience on the Father of Rivers, and it was 
beautiful. We passed through a little, narrow street 



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and looking into a house saw two women grinding 
corn together. a The one shall be taken and the other 
left." When we reached the gate of the garden we 
were requested to wait as the ladies of the Harem 
were taking a walk. So we waited while the lovely 
ladies were shut up for fear they might see the face 
of a man. ... As we were about to descend the 
steps to cross the ferry, we encountered three lovely 
ladies of the Harem, dressed in bright silks and 
wearing the white muslin and black silk veils. One 
lovely creature dressed in pink favored me with a 
glance from her dark eyes. We enjoyed the privi- 
lege of going across in their boat which was brought 
back to us. I would like to think it had been sent 
by my angel in pink. 

Dec. 8. In the evening we drove to the citidal 
to the Mosque of Mohammed Ali to see the dervishes. 
It was curious to look into the little shops as we 
passed along, and to see the people lighted up 
by a lantern, reminding one of Rembrandt's 
Interiors. As we approached the Mosque, we heard 
the sounds of drums and when we entered the 
Mosque, which was beautifully lighted up, the 
tumult and din were strange. We immediately 
walked up to the farther end where standing in a 
half circle were the dervishes, who looked very 
peculiar in their bright-colored dresses and long hair. 
They were bowing back and forth keeping time to 
the dreadful drums and going faster and faster and 
their hair flew all about. One man went into a fit 
and altogether it was the saddest thing I almost ever 
saw. Some of the men were very fine looking. After 



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that they made a peculiar noise with their throat as- 
they bowed back and forth. I should think we must 
have watched them for half an hour. What a dread- 
ful religion this is that can make such dreadful 
fanatics of its followers! I did not realize what a 
religion it was till I saw this part of it, and it made 
me feel very sad. I was so taken up with watching 
these dervishes that I could not sufficiently admire 
the beautiful lighting up of the noble building; but 
the effect was beautiful. It was a relief to get out 
under the starry sky and drive home. 

. . . This voyage makes a heavy pull on one's 
pocket. I look forward to it with much pleasure. 
May God bless us in it. I went to the African bazaar 
where I bought a pair of the great yellow Turkish 
slippers that the people wear. I neglected to shake 
hands with the man who sold me the slippers after 
I had made my bargain, and I am afraid I hurt his 
feelings, for that is the usual custom. I was sorry 
not to have known it. We received letters in the 
afternoon and greedily devoured them. "As water 
to a thirsty soul so is good news in a strange 
country", as Solomon truly said. He must have 
travelled to find that out. 

Dec. 16. Got on shore before breakfast for shoot- 
ing. I shot my first bird, a horned plover or crocodile 
bird, grey and black, and conspicuous white around 
its neck. At the end of each wing is a little horn. 
Tradition says it enters the mouths of crocodiles to 
feed on flies and worms, and when it wishes to 
get out it flaps its wings and pricks the crocodile 
so that he opens his mouth. . . What happiness to 
be able to enjoy all this. May God bless it to me. 



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Dec. 18. Wind blew a gale all last night and 
kept us all more or less awake, and at about midnight 
I was awakened by Antonio who told me to get up 
for we were in a dangerous condition. The boat was 
tipping very much and as soon as I could collect 
my senses I found we were driving across the river, 
with the sail unfurled, wind blowing a gale, and very 
dark. Everyone was shouting out and Antonio was 
almost beside himself. But the only danger was in 
running on to a sand bank where we should probably 
have capsized, but God was gracious to us and merci- 
fully saved us. And the anchor dragging, we did 
not rush on to the opposite high bank as hard as was 
feared. ... I had on my red dressing gown, yel- 
low Turkish slippers, silk scarf and tarboosh. 

Sunday, Dec. 24. A beautiful day's sail. I read 
the service after breakfast, and a short meditation 
and it really seemed like Sunday. At about 3 o'clock 
passed the mountain of the birds, where all the birds 
assemble once a year to choose one of their number 
to mount guard till the end of the year. This long 
range of cliffs rises directly from the river. At the 
northern end is a convent, and as soon as we came in 
sight some of the lay brethren swam out to meet us 
and demand baksheesh. They were entirely desti- 
tute of clothing and looked like very rough specimens 
of Christians. We gave them a few coppers and put- 
ting them in their mouths they swam to the opposite 
bank. ... It did not seem like a home Xmas 
Eve, but it did seem like a real Eastern one. I 
thought very dearly of the loved ones at home. How 
many happy Xmas Eves I have had at home, and 
this is my first away. . . . This seems as if it 



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might be like the same night as when shepherds of 
old were watching their nocks, when suddenly there 
appeared the angel with the heavenly host. What a 
glorious Eastern night that must have been. 

Dec. 25. Longed very much for home. We ex- 
changed our "Merrie Xmas" and a few very small 
gifts and tried to be as merry as possible. Made two 
or three shooting excursions. Our cook provided us 
with a very good dinner and I doubt not but that it 
was as tender and good as the one they have at home, 
but it needed the cranberry sauce. Had a naming 
plum pudding and a splendid tower of Nugat. In 
the morning I read our beautiful Xmas service. Dur- 
ing dinner we heard the frogs sing, — imagine it at 
Xmas time! ... I have just finished Herodotus' 
account of Egypt which he visited about four or five 
hundred years before Christ. His theory of the 
sources of the Nile is very curious ; he also says that 
there are some people who think that he rises from 
snows, and he says any wise man will see the fool- 
ishness of such a theory, for how can there be snows 
in Ethiopia, the hottest part of the world. How he 
would pity our ignorance nowadays. His theory 
appears to me very fanciful. He thinks that as in 
winter the sun retires further south, so while there 
it must collect all the moisture it can from the rivers 
and marshes, and this moisture is given to the winds 
and melted into rain, so that during the winter the 
rivers of Ethiopia being swelled with these rains, the 
Nile on the contrary being low, attracts them, and so 
in replenishing it they cause the inundation. I have 
given this as I understand it. The more I read the 
more do I feel my ignorance. 



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Jan. 1, 1872. Here I am to commence my New 
Year on the Mle, in the land of the Ancient 
Pharaohs. May I be guided in all my ways by that 
Gracious Father who has watched over me all my 
life. During our walk we visited a sheikh, a great 
saint very much respected and an idiot. This rever- 
ence of idiots is a relic of barbarous nations and is 
the same with our ISTorth American Indians. A more 
disgusting man I think I never saw. He was sitting 
on the ground before the remains of a fire, surrounded 
b>y a circle of admiring friends and relatives who are 
supported by the presents he receives. He was per- 
fectly naked and looked very much like an orang- 
outang, had a perfect mass of matted hair. We gave 
Mm some tobacco and a few piastres, two of which 
were given to him by his relatives and the rest re- 
tained. These two, he threw amongst a crowd of 
children who scrambled for them. What can be done 
for a people who have for saints such disgusting crea- 
tures as these ! 

Jan. 3. A pleasant day although overcast, a won- 
derful thing for the Thebaid. ... I caught a dis- 
tant view of the great propylon of El Karnac, and 
then with a thrill felt that I was approaching Thebes. 
We reached there about 3 P. M. and there found 
several dahabiehs. We started out to see the Temple 
of Luxor, finished by Rameses II. who commenced to 
reign 1311 B. C. Some say that he was the Pharaoh 
who oppressed the Israelites but Miss Martineau fixes 
the Exodus at 1491 B. C. I don't know who is her 
authority. I think the other is right. How wonder- 
struck I felt as I felt I was in the great city of 
Thebes, which has stood so many thousands of years. 



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I was very much impressed with the temple of Luxor. 
The obelisk is so much more beautifully aud appro- 
priately placed than its companion which stands in 
the Place de la Concorde, Paris. 

Jan. 4. A most perfect day, a day ever to be re- 
membered. Breakfasted at 8 and afterwards were 
rowed across in the small boat to the plain of Thebes. 
I cannot imagine a more beautiful site for a city and 
for such a city as Thebes with its one hundred gates. 
The mountains form, except in the North, a perfect 
amphitheatre; the mountains are quite varied, some 
going up in peaks, especially the cluster behind old 
Thebes which are particularly varied and beautiful. 
. . . We visited first the smaller temple. . . . 
Prom this we went to the great temple than which 
I can imagine nothing grander or more colossal. 
. . . We walked all around the great walls and got 
very good ideas of the courts within, and of the beau- 
tiful green plain beyond and of Luxor with its tem- 
ple and the rosy gray hills fading away in the 
distance. We went up a curious staircase to the top 
of the Propylon, steps cut in the rock. The gateways 
are very beautiful and here there are some beauti- 
fully preserved pyla all covered with painted sculp- 
ture and having the winged globe emblem of life in 
immortality. One sees this beautiful symbol every- 
where. I think there is something grand in this 
religion of the Egyptian, yet sadly degenerated from 
what it must have been, for a religion with so much 
in it must have descended from a purer of which 
Osiris their God must have represented to them the 
same God, the one true God whom we worship. E"o 
was to them the Messiah. But what a fearful fall 



24 A MEMOIR OF 

for them to this superstitious idolatry. And yet we 
cannot judge for we know so little of them. . . . 
We rode to the great colossi representing Amunoph 
III sitting in peaceful grandeur overlooking the plain 
toward the river. I went to some distance behind 
them and climbed on the side of a prostrate column 
which was the same size as the great ones and from 
there the great colossi looked wonderfully grand and 
towering. There seems to be something very mys- 
terious in these great statues, and as I rode away 
from them I watched them receding in the distance 
still grandly mysterious. I felt completely dazed 
with all that I had seen. 

Jan. 12. A fresh north wind and so we looked for 
the sheikhs of the cataracts. ., . .At two o'clock 
the cataract people appeared. The entrance to the 
cataract was strikingly picturesque, — such high piles 
of rock. Here the river runs around and between 
little islets of black granite worn by the water into 
all sorts of fantastic shapes. . . . Finally our turn 
came for ascending this rapid and ropes were 
fastened to the rocks and the top and we shoved off. 
I should think that there were as many as forty or 
fifty people interested in pulling us up. And we had 
on board two or three sheikhs who all gave orders at 
the same time, and the noise and confusion were in- 
describable, everyone screaming and making such 
frantic gesticulations. Slowly but surely we passed 
up and went through two more in the same way with 
many delays. . . . After the crowd had dispersed 
I went on shore and climbed on the top of some 
rocks where I had a beautiful and curious view of 
the cataracts and in the south at their head Philae, 



AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 25 

the holy island, the burying place of the great Osiris. 
It looked beautifully green and was all covered with 
masses of grand ruins. While I was vainly trying to 
sketch it the sun set in unclouded glory and I saw 
Philae by sunset. How beautiful were the colorings 
all around. May I never forget it. Saw the new 
moon, an exquisite silver thread of a crescent and 
we watched the stars, appear one by one. How many 
beautiful spots there are in the world. 

Jan. 20. . . . We caught a last glimpse of the 
Nile before it entered the cataracts passing under a 
cliff, — that was the highest part of it we saw or prob- 
ably ever shall see. We lunched here and I tried 
sketching but I was very unsuccessful. I walked 
ahead of the others coming back, and afterwards get- 
ing on my donkey kept out of sight all the way. And 
what a strange ride it was alone in the great desert 
with only an Arabic donkey boy. I wish I could 
bring out in water colors the real coloring of the des- 
ert. "And the desert shall blossom as a rose." There 
was not a trace of vegetation. Footprints of hyenas, 
and skeletons of camels and some black crows circling 
around. How suggestive of the deadly power of the 
desert ! And how refreshing and beautiful the Nile 
looked with its fringe of palm trees when it burst m 
my sight so blue and full of life. I thought "And 
thy peace shall be as a river — a joyous peace." Now 
we have to busy ourselves with seeing and studying 
temples. We went to the greater and grand one of 
Abou Simbel with its four great colossi guarding the 
entrance and they looked so kind and benignant and 
pleasant as if glad that I had come to see the wonders 
over which they have guarded so long. . . . It is 



26 A MEMOIR OF 

wonderful how much beauty and delicacy of expres- 
sion can be produced in a colossus of such size. Their 
total height without the pedestal is 66 feet. The 
children of Rameses stand between his legs, and 
comparing my height with theirs, the top of my head 
could not quite reach up to their chin. They look 
like mere dolls. . . . Entering through a doorway 
eighteen feet deep, we came upon the great hall sup- 
ported by eight grand colossal Osirides representing, 
as do the colossi, the great Rameses. These Osirides 
.are wonderfully beautiful. ... I passed through this 
hall with these wonderful Osirides looking down up- 
on us, through the next and smaller hall supported 
by four square columns across the corridor to the 
adytum in the center of which stands the altar and 
at the farthest end ranged against the wall are seated 
three deities and the King who is here associated 
with the Gods. . . . This is a wonderfully well- 
preserved temple, and one cannot help feeling the 
solemnizing effect, especially when one thinks that the 
Egyptian religion had so much in it, and that they 
worshipped the one supreme God. I was very much 
impressed with it and I hope I may never get over 
the solemnizing effect. 

Jan. 22. This morning we got up early and went 
to the great temple which was lighted up beautifully 
by the morning sun. I went through the whole, 
groping my way from sculpture to sculpture with a 
candle followed by one of our crew. ... I very 
sadly took my leave of these beautiful and grand 
colossi who still looked so pleasant and benignant. I 
have really gotten to love them. T do not wonder the 
Egyptians worshipped their Gods although it was no 



AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 27 

less sin because they were beautiful. In the begin- 
ning their religion must have been pure and simple. 
I left sadly and got on to the dahabieh at about 10 
for breakfast and then we cast off and commenced 
floating down stream. I watched the colossi fade out 
of sight hoping yet scarcely believing to see them 
again. However, I believe that he who once tastes 
the water of the 'Nile is sure to taste it again and to 
long for it. I ought to be and am very grateful for 
the wonderful opportunity of seeing. all this. 

Jan. 23. Early this morning at sunrise we found 
ourselves under the cliff of Ibseem. . . . Below in 
the face of the rock over the river are some grottoes, 
— four, — with three figures sculptured in high relief 
at the back of each. The two lower were very rough. 
. . . The other two are reached with a rope and I 
was the only one adventurous enough to do it. And 
I was very well rewarded. The pattern on the ceil- 
ings of these were curious and effective. . . . Moated 
down stream all day. . . . At about three o'clock 
reached Derr the capital of ^ubia. . . . We 
stopped at the small but elegant temple of Amada at 
half past five but it being too late to see it to advan- 
tage we resolved to pass the night there. . . . After 
dinner went up with my sketch book and two men to 
hold the lights and sketched a group in a boat of the 
King offering to Ra. ... It was strange to be 
sketching a group in the Holy of Holies of an Egyp- 
tian temple. It was rather a solemn thought, too. 
What would the priests have said ! 

. . . Had the service before lunch. . . 
Heached Philae at a little after eleven. Immediately 
on arriving we went to the great temple of Isis, and 



28 A MEMOIR OF 

I spent the rest of the day making measurements and 
going over every part of the temple and enjoyed it 
very much. . . . How solemn and mysterious the 
great hall and court of the temple seemed as we 
walked through with the moonlight just lighting up 
the top of the propyla and corridors. ... I could 
almost imagine a priest coining out from the dark 
chambers of the Naoo, looking up and seeing us, or- 
dering us to be made away with as sacreligious intru- 
ders. 

Jan. 31. ... Busied myself all day with 
sketching first part of the beautiful columns of the 
great hall, which I took from the top of the second 
pylon, a very pleasant situation with the twittering 
sparrows for company. . . . Very interesting it 
was to study out the mysterious subjects and copy the 
beautiful sculptures. A large party of Americans 
came and rushed through the temple. I hope they 
have a pleasant impression of Philae. ... I went 
all over the temple for the last time and I really felt 
sad as if leaving a home almost. How I have enjoyed 
and learned to love Philae. I shall never forget it 
although I hardly feel like swearing by "Him who 
sleeps in Philae" never to forget it. . . . There is 
a funny nice old man dressed all in brown who lives 
amongst the ruins and is the only inhabitant of the 
island. He was very quiet and pleased with what 
we gave him. We called him the guardian genius of 
the ruins. He got me to light his pipe for him one 
morning, so I hope I got into his good graces. 

Feb. 1. ... Once more our boat was filled with 
the noisy cataract people. With three men at each 
oar we soon reached El Bab. El Bab rushes through 



AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 29 

a long narrow passage-way with rocks on each side 
and the current was so swift that the water rushed 
through it in great waves. Into this our boat plunged 
and while we were being swept through everyone was 
quiet. I don't think I ever felt such a fascinating 
and thrilling sensation. I felt as I do sometimes in 
my dreams when falling from a high building. The 
water dashed all over the forward part of the boat. I 
did not feel the least sensation of fear. The only 
trouble was after the intense excitement was over. I 
began to shake and tremble all over merely from the 
excitement, not at all from fear. 

Feb. 4. Went oif on donkeys to the temple of 
Edfou. ... I walked back. ... I was sorry to 
see how much afraid of me the children seemed to be, 
shrinking from me if I approached too near. I am 
afraid I must have looked savage as I strode along 
with my walking stick trying to keep up with the 
others on donkeys. Before dinner, I read the even- 
ing service and an extract from "Graver Thoughts of 
a Country Parson," and it was very refreshing and 
good. 

Feb. 5. . . . Eeached Esneh at about 4 o'clock. 
... I enjoy walking through these towns. . . . 
Of course we had beggars but I am getting used to it 
somewhat now. One dirty little boy about five or six 
years old with a shaved head from which stood up 
straight a long lock of hair, — by which they expect 
Mahomet to pull them up into Heaven, — would per- 
sist in coming up close to me and in touching my 
clothes. If he had been cleaner I should not have 
minded, but he was so dirty, I tried gently to per- 
suade him to move a little farther off. . . . I do 



30 A MEMOIR OF 

not care so much about shooting when there are tem- 
ples to be seen. 

Feb. 7. Thebes. . . . We went to the great tem- 
ple of Karnak. We entered upon a great area 275x 
329 with a colonnade on each side, and a double row 
of twelve columns forming part of a colonnade in 
the centre. . . . Passing through this we entered 
upon the great halls of columns, which I can only 
liken to a forest of mighty trees. . . . This was 
the great hall of the assemblies. ... I never was 
so much impressed by any hall, for this is wonder- 
fully, indescribably grand, and only to be realized by 
one's own eyes. . . . This ruin is so extensive and 
so wonderfully interesting and ancient that I could 
not take it all in. . . . Before coming away late in 
the afternoon, for we spent the whole day there, I 
climbed on to the top of one of the propyla, and had 
a most beautiful view all over the ruins, the intensely 
green fields around, the gardens of palms, the distant 
rosy gray mountains, and the calm old Nile, the sea- 
like stream. "Art thou better than populous No 
that is situate by the river, that has the river for 
her rampart". . . . Before I came to Egypt, 
Thebes, where the God Amon was worshipped, was 
^always a myth to me. I hardly believed there was 
such a place and if there was, perhaps a few stones 
to mark its ancient site, and now I find the grandest 
ruins the world has ever known, at least, my world. 
O, that God my Father may bless to me the seeing of 
all these wonderful ruins and that they may last me 
through all my life and help to prepare me for that 
glorious life beyond. 

Feb. 11. . . . After lunch we went to the temple 



AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 31 

of Karnak. In the evening Mustafa Aga called, a 
good old soul. We were talking with Mustafa Aga 
upon the encroachments of the river upon the banks 
of Luxor, and he said they are going to throw out 
weirs and we asked him where the stones would be 
taken from, and he said there were plenty at Karnak ! 

Feb. 12. We rode up to the colossi but I prefer 
them at a distance where they look mysteriously sol- 
emn and grand. . . . We got a man to climb up to 
the lap of the so-called Memnon to strike the stone 
which gives out a sort of metallic sound. I tried to 
imagine myself as a visitor in the old times and 
standing in the train of Alexander I as he listened 
to the mysterious oracle which in honor of the dis- 
tinguished guest spoke three times. . . . From this 
we went to the tombs of the queens. . . . The 
ground was all strewn about with curious pebbles and 
fossils, also opened mummy pits; and the discarded 
legs and bodies of the mummies, not being worth 
anything after being rifled of the coverings, were 
thrown away in piles. It did seem like desecrating 
the tombs of the dead, to treat bodies which formerly 
were like our own, and which were so carefully done 
up and hid away by loving friends just as we do to 
our dear departed ones now. 

. . . Here we lunched, in the tombs, I never ex- 
pected such a thing. Our lunch tasted very good and 
it was a bright and cheerful lunching hall. The 
Egyptians seem always to associate the idea of death 
with bright and cheerful representations, so we find 
scenes of daily life painted in bright and gay colors 
on the walls of their tombs and also banqueting scenes. 
This ought to teach the Christians somewhat to take 



32 A MEMOIR OF 

a more cheerful view of death as a great change for 
the better and to be more hopeful and trustful. 

Feb. 14. In one of the side chambers I found a 
woman-headed sphinx and the head was very beauti- 
ful and classic. The word classic in my mind has 
always referred to the Greek style. I think it will 
have to go back farther than that now. 

Feb. 15. Visited the tombs of the Kings which 
are so wonderfully interesting. . . . We lunched at 
the entrance to a tomb and after a little plunged into 
the depths of ~No. 17 where was buried the father of 
Rameses II. . . . It is a very richly painted tomb 
and is the perfection of Egyptian art, I should say. 
... I longed to copy some of the beautiful faces 
and colors so that I might always have them before 
me. ... It was all so fresh and clear that it looked 
almost as if done yesterday. ... I cannot admire 
enough the beautiful faces of the Kings and different 
Gods and Goddesses. This is a wonderful tomb. But 
how different it is from what the great monarch ex- 
pected. He hoped it to be kept secret for all ages, 
till when? And now it is opened to be entered and 
robbed by every passing visitor, and the bodies in it 
stripped of all the riches on them, and perhaps cast 
on to a dust heap. 

Feb. 17. Our last day in Thebes. . . . We de- 
voted ourselves to Belzoni's tomb. On one side of the 
doorway is a God in mummy form, and one stupid 
fellow had written on it in pencil a sort of love song 
addressed to a woman which I suppose he took this 
to be. I rubbed out all of it except enough to show 
what had been said ; such things are disgusting. . . . 
Came out through the great pylon before the smaller 



AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 33 

temple and then through what remains of the great 
avenue of the sphinxes, and then I felt I had seen my 
last of Thebes. I had passed through its gateway into 
the outside world again. We have been very much 
blessed through our whole visit, indeed I have always 
been blessed. 

Feb. 18. . . .1 read and enjoyed the service in 
the morning. Read a discourse from "Graver 
Thoughts of a Country Parson'' which was as good 
as a sermon. In the afternoon performed the great 
feat of cutting my hair. . . . 

Feb. 19. . . . Today I had my first fall; fell 
from my donkey for my donkey fell on his knees and 
I and my umbrella rolled over his head. A fall from 
a donkey is very insignificant and I quickly re- 
mounted unhurt. . . . Antonio told us some stories 
of the superstitions and fatalism of the natives, al- 
though he says they are less than they used to be 
on account of the number of visitors. They are very 
superstitious also on the subject of hidden treasure, 
and when they saw me taking notes in the temple in 
Nubia they believed I was noting down spots where 
treasure was hidden, and that when I reached home 
I had only to say the word and it would come to me 
as I wished. Xotes contain a different kind of treas- 
ure certainly but if they brought me such remunera- 
tion as that I should be well repaid for the musty 
chambers and streams of candle grease I have gone 
through in taking some notes. I have learned another 
thing but I cannot vouch for its truth, and that is that 
the natives think when we visit the tombs that we are 
the descendants of those buried there coming to visit 
the tombs of our ancestors. 



34 A MEMOIR OF 

March 3. ... At about sunset stuck fast on to 
a sand bank and it took nearly three hours to get us 
off, and our men worked splendidly. I have learned 
now to be able to tell the different stages of getting* 
off banks, etc. by the choruses or cries they make, for 
they never pull a rope without a chorus and some are 
very funny. They came out with a new one this 
morning: "Ah-hop-oh-hop-" repeated ad libitum. 
The Nile seems to grow more and more beautiful and 
I feel very sad that our delightful voyage is so nearly 
finished. ... I sketched a good deal. I should 
not sketch at home on Sunday but here there is so 
little to do that it does not seem wrong. 

Second village from this was Myt Rahyneh, where 
are the only remains of the great City of Memphis, 
to which Abraham came as a visitor with Sarah, and 
after him Joseph as a slave and where afterwards he 
was promoted to such great honor. The only remains 
consist of a beautiful limestone colossus of Rameses 
the Great, lying face downwards in a ditch. What a 
place for such an ambitious monarch! ... It has 
the same pleasant, tranquil smile. . . . We first 
went to the tombs of Apis. . . . From this bull 
Apis I suppose the Israelites took their Golden Calf, 
as it was in Memphis where they lived that he was 
particularly worshipped. Moses too must have lived 
here and seen all these idolatrous rites ; but as he was 
learned in all the wisdom of the Egyptian, so he 
probably being instructed in the mysterious, saw 
deeper below the corrupting of the faith and saw what 
the symbolism really meant, as among the Roman 
Catholics there are good and earnest men who lamentf 
for and yet do not join in the corruption of the noble 



AUGUSTINE HEARD AMOEY 35 

and simple truths of Christianity. . . . After this 
we visited the tomb of Ti, which Marietta Bey places 
about 6000 B. C. It is a very interesting tomb. I 
enjoyed it thoroughly. The sculptures are the best 
and most spirited we have seen anywhere, showing 
that the farther we go back into the dim ages, the 
more signs of a higher civilization do we find. We 
seem almost savage as compared with them. . . . 
We were sorry to have finished our last excursion 
from the dahabeeh and watched the last sunset seeing 
Cairo in the distance. I for one feeling quite sad, 
although I should be so thankful; we have been so 
wonderfully blessed in all our ways, and I know my 
Heavenly Father will guide me through all. 

March 5. . . . Spent the whole morning in busi- 
ly packing and I had hard work. I was sad taking 
down everything and preparing to leave our cosy lit- 
tle home where we have been so blessed. Dined at 
two, and after dinner, having given presents all 
around to the crew to whom I have really become at- 
tached, for they are so simple, like children, and 
quiet and well-behaved, shook hands twice, once with 
Rais Hassan and Rais Achmet. Genawi, my favor- 
ite, gave me a good hearty shake of the hand. . . . 
I felt strange dressed in a white shirt and kid gloves 
and felt as if I were waking from a delightful and 
instructive dream to return to the busy everyday' s 
working life with its temptations and trials ; but then 
we have in prospect Syria with its great absorbing 
interest. ... I really felt homesick at leaving our 
independent life and losing some of my individuality 
in a large hotel. — Pride. 

March 6. . . .1 took a walk through modern 



36 A MEMOIR OF 

Cairo, very dusty. I prefer the old Oriental part. 

. . . Opposite us at table sit the Miss ; very 

pretty indeed ; but beauty is only skin deep. Also an 
English lady with such handsome eyes, only they both 
knew their attractions. Were entertained by a band 
of music, so different from the songs of our sailors. 
How I miss them ! 

March 8. ... A very good day for our excur- 
sion to the Pyramids. . . . It is almost impossible 
to realize their height even when men on the top look 
like little ants and it was curious to see them creeping 
down. I was the only one of our party venturous 
enough to go up the big one of Cheops and so was 
obliged to do it alone. To assist me I had three Arabs 
who were a help to me in going up and not so much 
in coming down. One took each hand and the third 
behind to boost. ... At the top is quite a large 
platform and the view is very fine indeed. . . .Af- 
ter seeing all this grand extended view, I descended 
and found the descent very easy. . . . Did it all in 
half an hour, and then thought I would go inside and 
do it all. Took also three Arabs and was not at all 
troubled by bad air or oppressiveness, except that I 
felt very hot. . . . Then we arrived at the wonder- 
ful sphinx, which is certainly very grand and impos- 
ing, and has a tranquil and pleasant expression. . . . 
Traces of red paint still remain on the cheeks. The 
bottom of the headdress and the neck is worn by the 
sand, so that the headdress reminds one of a boy from 
"down East" with his back hair cut off short, — a very 
improper and wrong comparison. I was reproved. 

March 9. . .In the afternoon drove over to old 
Cairo. . . . Visited first the very ancient mosque 



AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 37 

of Amron. . . . Here are two pillars ten inches 
apart through which no infidels are supposed to be 
able to pass. I was sorry that I was thin enough to 
be able to slip through easily. . . . After this we 
went to the Coptic and Jewish quarters surrounded 
by a wall and heavy gate. In this quarter we visited 
the Coptic Church. . . . Underneath is the cave in 
which we are told the Virgin Mary with our Saviour 
stayed fourteen days and shown the place, a niche 
where she was concealed and also where she washed 
the little Christ. It was very curious and the first 
place of the kind connected with such a holy tradition 
that I have ever visited. I did not feel any different 
than usual. If it really had been the place where the 
Holy Family rested it would be nothing now although 
formerly it may have been filled with the glory of 
Christ's presence. We do not have to seek Him in 
dark caves for He is always present with us, although 
often His sacred presence is so little noticed. Then 
visited the Greek church, — a curious little church 
smelling strong of incense. ~No statues, only pic- 
tures. What a scheme for uniting the Greek Church 
with ours, as some have a mad idea like that. I 
thought of it as I came down the steps. 

March 10. Went to church twice, and it was a 
great privilege. Especially enjoyed the Sacred Feast 
of the Body and Blood of our Lord as taken by Faith 
in His Holy Communion. 

March 14. . . . After lunch, having obtained a 
permit for some mosques went off. I was obliged to 
take off my laced boots and go stocking feet, and I 
was careless enough to begin putting on my shoes just 
within the threshold, and a stout Moslem, seeing me 



38 A MEMOIR OF 

do it, flung one outside and told me to step out. I 
suppose he did right according to his faith but he 
might have done it in a more polite way. 

March 25. . . . Reached Jaffa, ancient Joppa, 
at about 8 o'clock. ... A very disagreeable and 
crowded landing but so curious. And when I first put 
my foot on the Holy Land, a thrill came over me and 
I could hardly believe that this was the very country 
in which our Saviour lived and taught when on earth. 
I hope and pray that it may grow and seem more real 
to me! . . . Here Jonah embarked for Tarshish 
and here St. Peter had his wonderful vision and here 
Dorcas lived. 

March 28. ... We left Lydda where St. Peter 
visited the saints and healed Aeneas of the palsy. 
.. . . We could look down the valley at the base of 
the mountains through which Joshua chased the 
Amorites with their five kings. . . . Prom the North 
of Beth Horon where we are encamped we could trace 
out the course of that wonderful battle which Joshua 
with the Israelites waged against the five kings of the 
Amorites ; when he commanded the sun and moon to 
stand still in their places. The sun over Gibeon 
which I faced in the South and the moon over Ajalon 
which is on a low ridge to the West. A wonderful 
scene for such a battle. 

March 29. ... I will say it. I am disappointed 
so far in Syria, which I had imagined like England, 
and now this part is rockier and more sterile even 
than dear E"ew England. . . . Gibeon is situated 
picturesquely on a steep rocky hill and looks very an- 
cient. Here Solomon had his dream in which God 
offered him his choice of certain gifts and where he 



AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 39 

so wisely asked for wisdom and understanding. . . . 
. . . Climbed the very steep and high hill of 
Neby Sam Will from which we had a remarkably 
fine and interesting view, the finest in this part 
of Syria. . . . This is not much of a town. Here 
Samuel is said to have been buried. Here Laban 
made that covenant with Jacob when he gave him his 
daughters for wives naming it Mizpah, setting up 
stones and saying that beautiful verse, The Lord 
watch between me and thee when we are absent one 
from the other. Here the Ark rested somtime, and 
great burnt offerings were offered up before the tem- 
ple was finished. ... At last we did get to the fine 
Damascus gate. Many encampments there and passed 
on near Joppa gate where were our tents, not quite 
put up. Now we are in sight of Zion, the old citadel, 
the valley of Hinnom and that of Gihon at our feet. 
I am not yet disappointed in this part. Was very 
tired. Rested all the afternoon reading the lessons, 
etc. for the day, as it is Good Friday and I should 
so have liked to go to church. 

Easter Sunday, March 31. Not a beautiful day as 
it should be. . . . Was thankful to be able to at- 
tend the English Church on Mt. Zion. . . . After 
lunch I wrote letters and then went out for a quiet 
walk. Walked along the walls to the Damascus gate 
and then beyond under Jeremiah's Cave to the corner 
of the wall, — where I had a fine view of the Mount 
of Olives which I long to climb and which is so deep- 
ly and sacredly interesting. . . . Eelt somewhat 
fagged by my walk. I don't know why I am so stupid. 
I commit myself to my Heavenly Eather. May He 
take care of me and lead me. 



40 A MEMOIR OF 

April 1. . . . Took a ride. . . . We wound 
round the hill till we came in sight of the city, the 
valley of Hinnom lying below us. Could also see the 
Mountains of Moab rising up like a great wall. . . . 
Then past again what remains of Solomon's Gardens, 
terraces with olives and pomegranates and even a few 
vegetables, to the pool of Siloam. Bp. Heber's hymn, 
"By cool Siloam's shady rill" loses some of its force 
for the only rill I could see descended from the upper 
hill, deep down under the shadow of a rock overhang- 
ing. . . . We passed the reputed Garden of Gethsem- 
ane, a very displeasing spot. I have seen over the 
walls; there are a few aged olive trees, protected by 
a white painted fence. There are in one corner a few 
yews. As we turned the corner of the wall of 
Bezetha, the Mount of Olives looked very beautiful 
and sacred in the golden light of the setting sun. 
... In the afternoon the Doctor came and ordered 
me more of that stuff, saying that my headache arose 
from my life in Cairo; that there was no disease; 
that I was not to expose myself to the sun and only 
ride on horseback. 

April 2. Left at about 10.30 for Bethany. Went 
straight up the Mount of Olives with the reputed 
Garden of Gethsemane on our right and the tomb of 
the Virgin on our left, — path very steep, and up this 
King David walked, weeping, on his way to the Wil- 
derness of Judaea as he was escaping from Absalom. 
Poor King David. Up at the top we got into the lit- 
tle village. ... I, feeling too stupid, sat on a 
wall with the city spread out at my feet. ... I tried 
to imagine our Saviour's frequent visits to this hill 
for quiet and prayer. Certainly it is a sacred mount. 



AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 41 

. . . We rode to the back of the hill and began to 
descend slowly towards Bethany. It was along this 
quiet and retired path that Jesus led His disciples in 
His last walk on earth in human form. "And when 
He had led them as far as Bethany, He lifted up His 
hands and blessed them, and it came to pass while He 
blessed them He was parted from them and carried 
up into Heaven. And while they were gazing up 
into Heaven, two men appeared unto them saying, in 
like manner He shall come again, and so they re- 
turned to Jerusalem with great joy." . . . Bethany 
itself is a very green spot, quiet and retired, with 
pretty views of the surrounding hills, and many olive 
and almond trees, — a picture of a little, little ruined 
village not very low down on the side of the hill, — a 
spot seeming as if our Saviour must have loved it, 
and must have enjoyed the surrounding views; and 
here He was wont to retire after the hard day of 
teaching and persecution in the dreadful city. And 
how Martha and Mary and Lazarus must have wel- 
comed the Lord's coming! Mary must have sat at 
His feet listening quietly to every word that fell from 
His loved lips. Here He raised Lazarus from the 
dead and said those wonderful words to the bustling 
Martha, "I am the Resurrection and the Life. He 
that believeth in me, tho' he were dead, yet shall he 
live!' And here Mary Magdalene anointed Him 
with the precious ointment. It is striking that in the 
same place where Jesus spoke those wonderful words, 
"I am the Resurrection," He should have ascended 
into Heaven. Coming away from here, we followed 
the more public road leading around the side of the 
hill by which Jesus came on his triumphal entry into 



42 A MEMOIR OF 

Jerusalem. Ascending a little above Bethany, it de- 
scends again somewhat following the course of the 
hill into where a torrent's bed makes a gully, and 
here probably He sent His disciples to the village 
over against them at the top of Olivet on the right for 
the foal of an ass, and He might have walked on with 
the procession and have met the ass further on. Af- 
ter ascending from the gully we turn the corner. And 
then Jerusalem bursts upon us. And here probably 
He wept over the city, uttering that fearful prophecy 
so literally fulfilled. . . . We reached our encamp- 
ment at about 1.30, having a sacredly interesting 
ride. 

April 3. . . . We walked up Zion to the Coena- 
'Ciilum where tradition places the scene of Pentecost, 
a large vaulted room with two pillars in the centre, 
an upper room, for below it is the mosque in which is 
the tomb of David. It is hard Christians and Jews 
should be prevented from visiting and very trying. 
Oh that there were more charity in the world, and 
one feels that so constantly here, where the Christian 
sects are so constantly wrangling and fighting 
amongst themselves! And all this amongst such 
sacred scenes. . . . Coming home I was asked 
what were my impressions. I could not give any, not 
even awe, at approaching the Holy Sepulchre. I 
only looked, — did not think. What a blessing it is we 
•have not to associate the life of our Lord with such 
scenes, so sad and trivial compared with the wonder- 
ful mystery of His life and death. How I should 
like to be with the dear ones at home. God in His 
good time re-unite us ! And I should feel happy and 
thankful for the wonderful privilege of being in this 



AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 43 

land but I feel so stupid. May He take care of me 
and make me to get well soon. 

April 4. . . . And now was before us the cele- 
brated mosque of the Dome of the Rock, so very in- 
teresting as marking out most probably the summit of 
Mt. Moriah, the rock on which Abraham 'is said to 
have prepared to offer Isaac. . . . Descending some 
steps into a cave in the rock we were shown spots 
where David, Solomon and Mohammed prayed, the 
latter apparently in rising from his prayers, got up 
too quickly for the hole his head made in the rock 
above is shown. ... Of course, we were shown 
spots of superstitious reverence, such as the footprints 
of Mohammed and of Christ and other things. I 
look at them as a matter of course, but they leave no 
impression on me. . . . Coming back we passed the 
novices of the Greek Church of the Cross, playing 
"Hop Scotch". I was glad to see they could play 
something. 

April 5. ... I walked across Zion past the 
tomb of David and descended, through ploughed land, 
the very steep and high slope of the hill into the pic- 
turesque and wild valley of Hinnom. There choosing 
a quiet and grassy nook under the shadow of a great 
rock I rested some time, reading the guide book and 
making notes in my Bible, the true guide to the Holy 
Land. 

. . . We went to the Jews' place of wailing. . . . 
Here every Friday the Jews have the privilege of 
weeping over their temple, now so dishonored, a very 
affecting sight, the stones are worn in many places by 
their kissing them. . . . After this, we rode to 
Bethany by the public road as I like the sacred spot 



44 A MEMOIR OF 

more than ever. ... At the top of the Mount of 
Olives, immediately under the Church, we found our 
camp pitched in a ploughed olive orchard, and with 
such a fine view of the city. I took a little stroll 
down the hill and there read some of our Lord's dis- 
courses on the Mount. How different they seem j 

April 8. . . . The Doctor came and lunched with 
us. Was very interesting and pleasant. Gave his 
opinions on the Jews, believing in their speedy res- 
toration here, and the second coming of Christ on the 
Mount of Olives, and His personal reign. Certainly 
the prophecies are wonderfully strange. * . . . I am 
just beginning to find out these prophecies and feel 
my great ignorance. 

April 10. Last night was fearfully stormy, very 
high wind, and before dawn heavy showers with 
lightning, so as Antonio said if it rained my tent was 
in danger. So hearing the rain, I sprang out of bed 
and dressed myself all but coat and shoes, got on my 
rubber coat and waited for the downfall ; but although 
my faith was very weak I was preserved and not a 
rope gave way. . . . We ascend the ridge of Beth- 
lehem by a road going up through orchards of olives 
and figs. Soon we come upon the town, much largsr 
and more bustling than I expected, and very pictur- 
esque. We rattled up the roughly paved and narrow 
streets to the church. Not a handsome church at all 
but ancient and built by St. Helena, the columns 
beautiful and old, all the rest of the church carefully 
divided between the different sects, and the Monk 
who showed us around was full of the grievances done 
to his sect by the others. And all this quarrelling 
about the spot where the Prince of Peace was born ! 



AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 45 

Were taken downstairs and shown the spot marked 
by a silver star where the Saviour of the world was 
born. Even though it may not be the spot, still it was 
near it, and how many precious thoughts it calls up. 
We were also shown the study of St. Jerome, a dark 
cell lighted by one window high up and very interest- 
ing. Here he fancied he heard continually the sound 
of the last trump sounding in his ears. The beggars 
and petty merchants were as disagreeable as our 
worst enemies could wish. Then we visited the grotto 
of milk where Mary gave our Saviour the first milk, 
so says tradition. The Rock of the Grotto, say 
believers, has a remarkable power of increasing 
women's milk. The women of Bethlehem are cele- 
brated for their beauty but we saw very few speci- 
mens. . . . Soon we saw at our feet the most 
delicious valley laid out in gardens. In this valley 
is a little village which may be Etam to which Solo- 
mon was accustomed to go for a morning ride. Does 
he not speak of this place in Ecc. Chap. II. , 4, 5 ? 
Truly a lowly valley like the happy valley of Rasselas, 
but hot. Amongst these hills David tended his fath- 
er's sheep, and wrote those beautiful psalms, 23, 29, 
19, 42. . . . Saw a flock of sheep with a boy clothed 
in a sheepskin tending there, who might have been 
David. What a fitting place for the training of such 
a warrior and poet as David. . . . Long ago when 
we thought of coming to Syria in 1870 I did not care 
about it, and now I have the same feelings. Christ is 
no more to be found here than at home. He is Risen. 
But I am thankful for the scenes which lighten my 
Bible-reading ; I am thankful for the privilege of vis- 
iting this land. But as a pilgrim I could never come. 



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April 13. . . .It was very pleasant to see the 
shepherds leading home their flocks who were quietly 
following. I heard one shepherd saying Tha' Tha', 
meaning, Come, Come, reminding me so forcibly of 
the Good Shepherd and His invitation to follow Him- 
self. 

April 14. . . . Went .to church in the morning 
at ten and had a very pleasant service. Two boys 
were confirmed and then a sermon by Bishop Gobat 
on the Jews — God's long-suffering to them. And his 
belief that they were to be converted repenting bit- 
terly, very good and interesting. One good thing he 
said that Christians were too apt to think the blessings 
were for themselves and the curses for the Jews. 

April 15. . . . Got away at nine on our way to 
the valley of the Jordan. . . . The scenery grew 
wilder and more desolate, all sorts of barren, naked 
hills surrounding us. . . . Road remarkably good. 
. . . Plenty of wild flowers. ... Very little 
grass, a sort of heather and such kind. Strange sort 
of strata with spots of red and yellow. . . .Saw 
many spots from which a robber might rush out upon 
an unwary traveller. Indeed we saw some with long 
spears or guns looking down upon us from some of 
the high hills, all reminding us very forcibly of the 
beauty and aptness of our Lord's parable. There was 
a very little spice of excitement in the journey but 
not the least thought of danger. 

April 18. . . . Saw many Hebrew Mss. One 
very fine one of the Pentateuch. Bought a copy of 
the Book of Esther. 

April 19. . . . We were now in Benjamin and 
the hills very rocky and wild. ... In about an 



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hour we were on the hill overlooking ancient Bethel. 
I thought of Jacob ; he would have found plenty of 
stones for his pillows. A very poor village, the 
prophecy literally fulfilled, "Bethel shall come to 
nought." . . . The beauty of the flowers has been 
a constant delight and we every now and then found 
some new variety. Today we saw fields with a thin 
growth of wheat and filled up with gorgeous poppies 
and a dull, yellow flower, and others, making a real 
bouquet as Antonio observed. Then we saw a low 
hollyhock, a sort of magenta, and a kind of small, 
yellow jessamine with no perfume, all kinds of single 
roses, a large, dark maroon-colored calla lily, honey- 
suckles in bud, pretty vines, some clematis trailing 
over the stone walls, iris, and any quantity of others 
I know no names for, also the handsome yellow broom. 
. . . We know from the abundance of olives and 
figs that we are in Ephraim, who was particularly 
blessed by Jacob. 

April 20. The valley or plain of Libbah is very 
beautiful. . . . This plain was standing thick with 
corn shining in the sunlight. The valleys stand so 
thick with corn that they laugh and sing, could almost 
be said, — surely Ephraim was blessed. ... I wish 
we could see more oaks ; they are so handsome. . . . 
When we reached the summit the view was very fine. 
. . . Going to see the killing of the passover tomor- 
row on Mt. Gerizim by the Samaritans. 

April 21. We were taken to the tent of the High 
Priest, a fine refined looking man. They have in their 
synagogue a very ancient and curious book of the law 
which they prize very much, saying it was written by 
Phinehas the Son of Aaron. Six lambs, white, were 



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amongst the tents. Returning to Jacob's tent we were 
regaled with tea and large round cakes of unleavened 
bread folded four times and unleavened cakes filled 
with preserve. All very heavy indeed and I should 
think very indigestible. I hope they used to be better 
in the old times. We waited patiently till almost sun- 
set when we were told the prayers had commenced. We 
went to the spot where the fire was and there all the 
males dressed mostly in white were reciting prayers, 
their faces turned toward the spot where their sanctu- 
ary stood ; they held out their hands and sometimes 
stroked down their faces and prostrated themselves. 
They rattled off the prayers very quickly in a loud 
sing-song tone, out of time and out of tune. There was 
very little solemn about it till they all stood still mov- 
ing their lips in silent prayer. Then just as the sun 
had set they seized the lambs and threw them down 
and then cutting their throats, everyone uttering a 
loud and exultant cry, they thought their passover was 
slain. The lambs were laid on fresh cut grass so that 
riot even the blood might remain over. Over a little 
fire where were to be burnt "the purtenances thereof" 
were two kettles of boiling water and pouring these 
over the bodies they pulled off the fleece. After the 
slaying of the lambs every one went up to kiss the 
hand of the High Priest or to salute him kissing first 
one shoulder and then the other. They saluted among 
themselves. Some of the boys and young men dipped 
their fingers in the blood and touched with it the faces 
of some of the little ones near. As we came away we 
passed a man bringing leaves of bitter herbs wrapped 
up in unleavened bread. "With bitter herbs shall ye 



AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 49 

eat of it." I thought it tasted more like salad than 
like bitter herbs. 

May 1. I forgot till now that this was Mayday and 
a more beautiful Mayday I never saw. . . . Tn 
about two hours and twenty minutes we reached 
Sarepta. ... I am glad Elijah had so cool an ex- 
change for the brook Cherith. . . . Beyond Sarepta 
we came in sight of Sidon. . . . It is strange to 
think what a very ancient city this is and the mother 
of Tyre. 

May 2. . . . Left Sidon at 8. . . . Descended 
the beach and rode along the sands and from here 
Sidon looked remarkably picturesque. . . . We 
thought Jezebel had a beautiful home. ... I think 
we ought to congratulate ourselves that Roman roads 
are so seldom found, — they may have been well 
enough in their time. . . . We reached our en- 
campment placed on the dry part of the bed of the 
E"ahr. . . . It is curious to think that probably 
this is our last night in tents. I never was very fond 
of them but still I shall miss the free independence 
and the abundance of fresh air and exercise. We 
have been blessed indeed and it has done me a great 
deal of good. What a privilege this journey has been 
to me. That I may make a right use of it all ! 

May 5. . . . Went to the American Mission 
Church. (Bey rout) . . . Went to the hospital of 
the Knights of St. John, belonging to the German 
Deaconesses. ... I was horrified at being intro- 
duced as Rev. Mr. Amory and exclaimed against it. 
It seems that Mrs. Baker who kindly gave us an in- 
troduction had rather a vague idea of what I was and 
asked Dr. Post to use his influence to persuade my 



50 A MEMOIR OF 

entering into the Mission Work, and so he supposed I 
had taken Orders. I told him I had not prepared yet 
even for College and had made no definite plans, 
although it is my intention, God willing, and giving 
me health and strength, to enter upon the work of the 
ministry, although some one said I did not look strong 
the other day. And although very well now, am not 
so sturdy and stout now as I should like to be. 

May 12. . . . The natives were out with their 
wives and children, all having a good time smoking, 
singing (?) and talking, women mostly Jewesses and 
unveiled. Scarcely any are pretty; expressionless 
and tallow-faced, very gawky and ungraceful in their 
movement. The women often wear great white 
burnouses covering them and with a piece of covered 
muslin drawn tight over their faces. One does not 
find it hard sometimes to catch an eye looking 
through. It is fortunate there is a veil. I am afraid 
the rest of the face would not be so attractive but one 
can imagine so much. 

May 13. . . . Spent the morning amongst the 
tempting bazars. I am growing more and more fas- 
cinated with Damascus. People may think I am 
buying a great deal and I am, but it is mostly for 
Fred and Robt. It requires very much thought and 
I know I make mistakes. 

May 27. . . . Reached Athens at about 10. 
Gradually the Acropolis had been growing upon us, 
and when we got nearer it it looked, with its crumb- 
ling ruins, so gravely desolate and impressive, a sad 
and fitting memorial of the glory of ancient Greece. 
A boulevard led us up to the West front of the Acrop- 
olis, near us was Mars Hill, the Court of the Acrop- 



AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 51 

olis, a rough, mound of rock. . . . Scattered about 
everywhere were fragments of columns, statues, 
friezes, etc., some exquisitely rich and beautiful. It 
was all so much more beautiful, rich and imposing 
than I expected, but all so ruined and desolate. . . . 
Then went to the Parthenon which impressed me very 
much, on so much larger and grander scale than I 
expected. Grand and simple. A wonderful memo- 
rial. . . . It is curious to think that while the 
Egyptians brought to perfection their style of conven- 
tional sculpture it was for the Greeks to take away all 
the conventionality and to add the graceful beauty. 

May 29. . . . Crossed the Agora and climbed 
the sixteen steps to the summit of Mars Hill where 
sat the court of the Areopagites, a magnificent place 
for St. Paul's wonderful address. How effective it 
must have been and with such surroundings as made 
it so much more emphatic. Towering above him was 
the Acropolis where was one of the most glorious 
temples in the world dedicated to heathen worship. 
. . . After breakfast we drove to see Mars Hill 
school, which is very interesting, although I hate 
seeing schools. After dinner Mr. and Mrs. Hill 
called. I feel very much provoked that we have to 
spend so much time seeing people. I came to Athens 
to see antiquities and study history and more than 
half my time is wasted on people. I hope it does us 
all good. 

May 30. ... I walked to the Acropolis. . . . 
The Acropolis looked more beautiful and grander 
than ever. Sketched the very beautiful and elegant 
North portico of the Erectheum. 

June 4. . . . Peached Corfu at dawn, at about 



52 A MEMOIR OF AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 

4.30 A. M. . . . View of the island and of the town 
and Acropolis very beautiful and picturesque. The 
surroundings more beautiful than I ever imagined. 
. . . The inhabitants I heard prefer the English 
rule to that of the Greeks. . . . Spent the morning 
quietly reading and resting and at 2.30 had dinner. 
Then the steamer was in sight and after buying tick- 
ets we sent off a horrid commissionaire (I hate the 
whole tribe of them) to see if we could have berths. 
The island looked beautiful as we left about 7. . . . 
What island in the Mediterranean is not lovely! 

June 6. Morning somewhat cloudy and really cool, 
shows that for the present we have finished with the 
Eastern climate. . . . Off Trieste, a remarkably 
picturesque place seated at the foot of hills which de- 
scend precipitously into the sea, and all covered with 
green and dotted with villages. — We have now fin- 
ished our Eastern tour which has been full of bles- 
sings and enjoyment throughout and will I trust prove 
a blessing to me through my future life. Surely 
God has blessed us. 



CHAPTER III. 

It will be seen in the extracts from young Amory's 
journal that the year which would have been his first 
year at college was spent profitably. He learned 
much that in after years he never forgot. The vivid 
impressions of Egypt never left him. The monu- 
ments, the temples, the shattered strength of the 
ancient country fastened themselves upon him. The 
Holy Land with its precious memories was always a 
part of the treasures of his thoughts. He often re- 
ferred to it in his talks and sermons of later years. 
The classic land of Greece following in its clear reali- 
ty so soon upon his study became to him something 
he had seen and walked upon and was of distinct ad- 
vantage to him. The year so far from being wasted, 
by the young man's fine sense of duty, by his vigor- 
ous desire to learn, by his firm resolution to wrest the 
blessings out of these days became one of the richest 
years of his youth. It ripened his mind. It fitted 
him for his studies by giving him a new sense of life. 
It strengthened his ideal. He came back to his home 
after his year of careful observations, of freedom, of 
novel experiences and excitement, stronger in mind, 
and considerably improved in his physical condition. 

The summer passed rapidly with the usual holiday 
pleasure, and in the Eall Augustine resumed his 
studies, applied himself diligently under the tutor- 

(53) * 



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ship of Mr. Parkman, and in July, 1873 wrote to Mr. 
Noble that lie had "entered college clear/' He was 
the last of his brothers to enter. His younger brother 
had already entered. Augustine might have begun' 
his college course several years before, but again and 
again his health had held him back. To enter so late, 
so far behind those of his own years was hard for 
him. He felt it. It was his steadfastness of purpose, 
his ideals and his determination that took away the 
poignancy of being in a later class. After each in- 
terruption during his preparation he would return to 
his books, begin again, and take up his work where he 
had been forced to leave it. His class at Harvard 
was that of 1877. His course when once he was fair- 
ly started was uninterrupted. His record during the 
four years as a college student was good. His schol- 
arship was high. He was the same conscientious 
student that he had been in his travels and his rank 
was well up among the foremost. His life during 
these four years was without blemish, his character 
without reproach. Many men go to college without 
any clear notion as to what they will do in life ; many 
cannot make up their minds. Others prefer to drift 
into something. But Amory's mind had been made 
up long ago. There was never a time in his life when 
he did not know what he wanted to do and be. He 
could not remember when he did not have before him 
the Ministry, when he did not want to be a Minister 
of the Gospel. This had for years been his ideal, and 
thus in Harvard he had the steadying influence of a 
great vision. His ideal apart from his intrinsic puri- 
ty of heart and mind lent strength to his life, but that 
very purity of heart and mind which was ever his can 



AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 55 

scarcely be over-estimated. It was that in him which 
struck most forcibly those who knew him. His class 
in college was not made up of men with whom he 
would have much in common. "It did not leave an 
enviable reputation in the college history." It was a 
famous class "but famous for a certain liveliness quite 
foreign to his nature.'' In spite of this, however, 
Amory did not separate from his fellows, nor did he 
hold himself aloof. "There was something so simple 
and manly in him that although he never touched 
athletics and was always of the purest, he gained and 
held a position among his classmates and large group 
of friends." He was sought after by both and became 
a member of one of the two principal club tables of 
his class, the one which included the leading and 
active men in social matters. He was elected to the 
oldest and most desired societies in the college : — The 
Institute of 1770, the "Dickey," O K, the Hasty Pud- 
ding Club, of which he was Librarian, St. Paul's So- 
ciety, and others which were not so important. But 
he was never carried away. He was always himself, 
and for this he was ever respected and beloved by his 
classmates. 

"I knew Augustine Amory well," Mr. E. S. Mar- 
tin writes "but never intimately, and after leaving 
college I rarely saw him. The most I can tell you 
about him is that I have always thought of him as as 
nearly a saint as any man I knew. This impression 
was based partly on acquaintance and partly on my 
knowledge of incidents which concerned him and 
which illustrated his character. In college he was 
much the same single-minded being that he was to the 
end of his days. It impressed me to hear that he had 



56 A MEMOIR OF 

declined some college associations not easily come by 
and which on more accounts mnst have been very at- 
tractive to him. I understood his reasons, that they 
would tend to detach him from the course of life to 
which he already felt himself to be wholly devoted. 
His happiness, even then, was of the spiritual quality, 
and held him a little apart from the commoner and 
ruder pleasures of life. Men of aspirations and views 
of life totally different from his, respected him, liked 
him, and showed, definitely, and in ways that did 
credit to their insight, a desire for as much of his 
society as he chose to give them. But though he never 
lacked brotherliness in his dealings with anyone, in- 
stinctively he kept himself unspotted from the world, 
choosing such pleasures and preferring such intima- 
cies as were most sympathetic to his convictions and 
his purposes." 

The way things went in college, however, troubled 
him. Gentle and free from all censoriousness as he 
was, he was keenly sensitive to the way the young 
men were living. His state of mind may be inferred 
from the following letters written by his pastor whom 
he had asked for help and advice in serious and sol- 
emn trouble. 

My dear Friend: — 

I have not forgotten your letter or the confidence 
you put in me by writing to me. I have often thought 
of my young collegians among my hearers at Brook- 
line and have wondered how they were getting on, and 
if they had ever passed through the same experiences 
I had felt. I know all that you have written to me 
about — and have felt just that same antagonism be- 



AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 57 

tween the religious duty and the jolly social crowd. 
I remember when I was a sophomore in college Dr. 
Goodwin, then Provost of the University, sent for 
me in a recitation room. 

The fellows supposed I was to be up before the 
faculty for some prank. 

But when I got down to the Faculty Den, the Dr. 
said, "Take a chair and sit down." And then added, 
"I have sent for you to know if you can help me to 
devise any plan by which the two-penny Christians 
here can be helped in the hard struggle of a college 
life." 

So we finally arranged for a "meditation" once a 
week, which was conducted by some clergyman. The 
exercises were one-half hour long and all the religious 
men came. This was a balance wheel to the other 
wheels. 

My dear Augustine: — I know just what you are 
passing through. But you will come out of it brave- 
ly. I used to long for greater inspiration and further 
nearness to Christ, but it has not come until the real 
hard work of life has come. College life is utterly 
unnatural, artificial, unreal and purely ideal in char- 
acter. I think you will find Christ near you, waiting 
for you at the end of the college path. I doubt if you, 
with your surroundings, can make your Christian life 
much different from that which it now is. Don't try 
to be like, don't try to imitate anyone else. Be nat- 
ural, make men respect you, remember you are in 
the midst of queer standards of life — draw your own 
Christian lines, and stand within them: pray short 
prayers and often, and "tarry Thou the Lord's leis- 



58 A MEMOIR OF 

ure" for life is made up of many bits of experience, 
and we cannot have it all at once. 

Affectionately yours, 

William W. Newton. 

After Amory's graduation he naturally turned 
towards the Divinity School. To the ministry he had 
always looked forward. It was the profession which 
seemed a part of him and of his early visions. 
Throughout his travels in his earlier life he never 
failed to go to church when Sunday came. He al- 
ways read the Service on Sundays, and often a ser- 
mon. Religious literature interested him. Gaining 
in strength, as has been said, during his college 
course, there was no interruption between his college 
and seminary years. In the Autumn following his 
graduation from Harvard he entered the Episcopal 
Theological School in Cambridge. He thought of 
the General Theological Seminary in !STew York, of 
the Philadelphia Divinity School, and conscientious- 
ly sought for the best advice. Each of the seminaries 
in his mind possessed advantages which ought not to 
be overlooked. " Wherever you go to study theology, " 
Bishop Potter wrote to him in 1877, "you will find 
that much will depend upon yourself. There is no 
such discipline in a theological school as keeps men 
up to the mark in college (I am not sure that it would 
not be better if there were) and therefore it is easy 
for one to get slack in matters of preparation and 
recitation." Before Pall, however, he had made up 
his mind and matriculated with the class of 1880 of 
the Episcopal Theological School in Cambridge. To 



AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 59 

this school he became firmly attached. He was al- 
ways a loyal and loving alumnus. 

The three years which a man passes in Divinity 
School are generally uneventful. They are quiet, 
even years : — going back and forth to lectures, hours 
of reading and study, social intercourse, discussion 
and conversation with one's fellows. They pass 
sweetly and swiftly. But they are significant years. 
One's first contact with Divinity is startling. The 
coming into touch with theology strikes with pro- 
found meaning. The Church with her purity, 
Christ and all that clusters around Him, God and all 
the thoughts of Him become familiar and intimate 
truths. The dangerous side of them never forced 
itself upon Amory. He never reached that pass 
where he could speak in a cold and offhand way of 
the Mysteries of Religion. It was always with rev- 
erence and devotion. One remembers his gentleness 
and unfailing courtesy, his careful attention to study, 
his faithful attendance at the services of the Semin- 
ary, the zeal with which he looked forward to his 
sacred profession. His diary of his last year in the 
Seminary, the few months leading up to graduation 
and ordination, reveals at times his inner soul. High 
purpose, sincerity, conscientiousness, consecration, 
seem to have sealed him in every year of his life. 
We see it in his diaries which he kept. 

Jan. 7. Preached in Chapel at Evening Prayer. 
How unsatisfactory is my sermon. Shall I ever 
preach to edification ? 

Jan. 11. We should see every man as God does 
with the books open. 

Jan. 12. A. came in and thanked me for my ser- 



60 A MEMOIR OF 

mon ( !) and opened a little on doubts, etc., that 
I might help others, and bring them with myself to 
Thee, O eternal Light and Truth. 

Feb. 5. . . . Stopped in A s room and a 

long talk during which he opened to me all his doubts, 
and I so little able to help, so sinful and weak my- 
self. Lord, my God, reveal thyself to him in Christ, 
and make me truly thy servant. 

Feb. 21. Drove to my Bible class, only 5. After 

service an earnest appeal to Confirmation went 

to see about Confirmation, but he was un- 
willing to take the step. Oh, for power and grace to 
bring others to Thee, my Master and Saviour. 

March 10. Dr. Steenstra came in before prayer. 
I showed the shorter Westminster Catechism and he 
said as a boy he knew it all by heart and the Heidel- 
berg too. I said, How could you be anything but ex- 
tremely orthodox. He said he would if he could but 
he could not help himself. These are searching times. 

March 14. Read service for Dr. Storrs. If I 
could only be free from self-consciousness. It can 
only be by deeper and more entire self-consecration, 
self -surrender in my work to my Master. 

March 22. . . . Some wine at our club table. I 
don't like much of that sort of thing. 

March 25. . . . Went all over the place (Ar- 
thur's seat) house and greenhouses. It looked dreary 
in the stripped house and so natural and beautiful 
about the grounds. It was sad work but God has so 
richly blessed us. May I but consecrate to my Mas- 
ter's service the life so nurtured and guarded. 

April 12. Kidner came in to see me and asked me 
if I could consider his parish at Ipswich as possible 



AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 61 

if he left. For many reasons I should like it, but 
dread responsibility of a parish. 

April 13. Willie Lawrence came to ask me to be 
his assistant next year at Lawrence, and to do some 
mission work in South Lawrence and No. Andover. 
Much in the proposition I like especially in the kind 
of work it offers. 

April 18. . . . Went to the Advent where the 
singing was fine but the proceedings somewhat spec- 
tacular, tho' like a Cathedral. I confess I do not 
wholly dislike a boy choir. 

April 23. . . .To Lawrence by 4.45 train. Then 
Willie Lawrence met me — took me to see the opera- 
tives streaming from the mills. In evening he had a 
lecture. He is a very sensible fellow and does real 
good work. Willie drove me all over the town, and 
to North Andover and South Lawrence, in either of 
which places he wants to start missions. There are 
three Episcopal churches, five Roman churches, but 
abundance of poverty. I told him I could give no 
decided answer yet. 

May 12. . . . Ordination a month from today. 
Oh God, give me grace and power to proclaim the 
name of thy Son, Jesus Christ, and to be one with 
Him in life and deed. 

May 13. Bishop Huntington gave us his last lec- 
ture on the Sacramental System of Christianity, 
which is the necessary and logical result from the 
Incarnation. We were to feel ourselves surrounded 
by hosts of angels, etc. My Protestant mind rebels 
at too much of such ideas. Afterwards we met him 
pleasantly at Dr. Wharton's, where were Unitarian 
professors and the Romanist Priest. 



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May 17. . . . Called on the Bishop. He ap- 
proved of my going to Lawrence. Had thought of 
Natick for me, and Milford but latter has a glebe of 
27 acres and not enough work. . . . Wrote Willie 
L. I would go. I take charge in August. And after- 
wards to be his assistant. Oh, Lord, bless me in it. 

May 18. Allen said Mr. Brooks had been speaking 
of me for Bangor and dissuaded assistant work. He 
thought work at Lawrence good and also responsibili- 
ty of sole charge of a parish. Called and had a pleas- 
ant call on Mr. Brooks. He did not believe in work 
of assisting. Went home and wrote to Willie I would 
not take charge in Aug. and wrote the same to the 
Bishop. 

May 30. Told him (Wm. Lawrence) I would go 
to Lawrence beginning Sept. 1st. God bless me 
there. 

June 4. . . . Called on Bp. as I have a call to 
Natick. By some vacillation caused by May 18, he 
had recommended me to them though he would not 
urge my going. Went to Cambridge and spoke about 
it to Dr. Gray who advised my going to Natick. So 
I went and looked up the quiet New England town, — 
uninteresting. 

June 6. . . . Examined and bid goodbye to my 
8 boys — quite sadly — for I have been so much inter- 
ested in my work. 

June 7. Examined by Dr. Gray, A — 1. Not very 
bad. So near the end : God keep me ! Wrote to the 
Bishop, that I thought it my duty to abide by my 
promise to work with Willie L. in Lawrence. 

June 15. . . . Went to Cambridge where I had 
an active and busy time seeing the fellows and pack- 



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ing. It seems that my exams., etc. have been so suc- 
cessful as to make me first in my class. There is 
danger as well as blessing in success. . . . My sur- 
plice and cassock have come. Truly all things are 
ready. Am I ? 

One of his old friends, his nurse, had an almost 
sacred influence over him and his brothers. She was 
wont to call Augustine her baby. She wrote to him 
at this time: 

My dear Augustine : 

It is a very long time since I gave you a line. I 
have excuses enough but they would not amount to 
much if told. No wonder that you feel that Leomin- 
ster is a great way off, you hear so seldom ; but when I 
pray for you and you pray for me, don't we seem a 
little nearer together; don't we know that we shall 
be cared for and helped to bear the trials of the way, 
by the same Heavenly Father, the same Loving Sav- 
ior, ever present, however far away with us both ? 

I went to church this morning. Heard a good ser- 
mon from the words "and His name shall be called 
Wonderful," and it is Communion Day with us. My 
baby must be away or very busy as I have not heard 
from him for sometime. I suppose that you are all 
taken up with the new chapel. I think that the new 
church here is just as nice and pretty and convenient 
as it can be. Augustine, don't work too hard, it won't 
pay to get overdone, it is not required of the Lord's 
servants. 

2sTow your life work begins. Only think how that 
little baby has got along, year after year, until now 
he is preaching the Gospel of our Lord and Saviour 



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Jesus Christ: the very highest calling, if rightly 
done. You are well educated, you have a strong arm 
to lean on. You have the promise if any man lack 
wisdom let him ask of God, who giveth to all men 
liberally and upbraideth not, and it shall be given 
him. I do hope that you won't go into this myste- 
rious kind of preaching which seems to be the fashion 
in some places. I don't think that it is the way that 
Christ preached when He was on the earth for our 
example. Preach the dear loving Saviour as the only 
hope of salvation from sin. I don't need to tell you 
what to preach. I have perfect confidence in your 
desire to preach the truth as it is in Jesus. May the 
God of Heaven who has the hearts of all in his hand, 
put such thoughts into your heart and such words to 
your lips as shall most and best attract souls to the 
beauty of holiness and to the joy and comfort of hav- 
ing a never dying friend in this world and in that 
which is to come. Oh! I must not talk to you this 
way any more. You are the one to talk to me. You 
are my minister. You know next Sunday is Com- 
munion with us as with you. Kemember me at the 
Mercy Seat please. 

Mother sends love and good wishes. I hope, dear 
Gussie, that in due time you will have a good Chris- 
tian lady, a helpmate indeed. 

Yours truly, 

C. A. Wilder. 

His class was small, numbering only eleven men. 
They went out on June 16, 1880. Augustine, at the 
age of 28, receiving his degree of Bachelor in Divini- 



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ty, with first rank in the class, and being admitted to 
the Holy Order of Deacons. 

June 16. A solemn and yet blessed day. May I 
ever be conscious of the new relationship to my Mas- 
ter to which it has ushered me. Seven to be ordained, 
reminding us of the seven early Deacons. 

Thus Amory entered upon that life which was the 
brightest and best of all to him. It was the work 
which he had chosen, the business he had longed to 
be about and which from childhood had held out its 
divine attractions to him. 

June 20. . . . Walked over to our dear old 
church and there preached on "paying back the 
price." At first nervous and then forgot myself. 
Church full, many other friends of all classes. Was 
very glad to have done it tho' I dreaded it. Every- 
body very kind. • 

June 27. Engaged to preach morning at St. 
John's, Cambridge. Evening at Mr. Fales', Wal- 
tham. 

Preached on Jabez' Prayer at St. John's to a 
moderate congregation. ... I did feel somewhat 
nervous and my voice in reading the first lesson ap- 
peared to me a little shaky. Got through my sermon 
well. . . . Preached in the Chapel (Waltham) to 
a small congregation but I felt it was real preaching. 
Inspire me, oh Lord, to thy Glory ! 

July 3. Came to Lawrence by 4.45 train. Strange 
feeling of the approaching consummation of my plans 
of work here. As I came into the station saw an 
engine marked Reliance. Will Lawrence met me. I 
pass Sunday with him to assist him. 

July 4. Sunday School at 9.30, where I played 



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melodeon and taught a class of small boys. Service 
at 10.30 in which I assisted as well as in the Com- 
munion, a solemn and blessed privilege. Then as- 
sisted in Baptisms. Then assisted at a funeral of a 
friendless man. Evening service at 7, which I con- 
ducted and then preached. Billie pronounced it not 
sophomoric. Oh, Lord, give me grace to speak thy 
truth. I look forward with much pleasure to my 
work here. May it be blessed, Oh Lord, to thy Glory, 
and to the good of thy sheep ! 

July 20. My 28th birthday! God lead me ever 
to Thy Glory to do the following of the Master; as 
I grow in years may I grow in grace ! 

Aug. 1. All the elders went to Beverly to service 
where I read part of the service and preached and 
assisted at the Communion. Got through all right. 
Mother went to the service and was very nervous but 
glad to have gone. Truly it was an occasion for her. 
Many friends and relatives at service this morning, 
so preaching was more formidable. A solemn and 
almost sad pleasure to help administer the Commun- 
ion to father. 

Aug. 20. ... To Lawrence to look at rooms. 
God bless me in my work there ! 

Aug. 29. My summer has been so happy here 
(Beverly) I don't like signs of breaking up, but my 
calling and work is a noble and stimulating one. 
Lord, be with me and help me ! 

Sept. 2. ... A very sad parting with mother as 
I was on my way to Lawrence. 



CHAPTEK IV. 

As the course of Amory's seminary life drew near 
its close, various fields of labor presented themselves. 
A theologue at such a time seeks and receives much 
advice. Possibilities of work appeared to Amory in 
Bangor, Milford, Natick, Ipswich, and Lawrence. In 
the latter place, a large mill city, the Rev. William 
Lawrence was at this time Rector of Grace Church. 
This parish and city were growing rapidly. The sec- 
tion of the city called South Lawrence on the southern 
bank of the Merrimac was fast filling up. Besides 
this there were many church people in the neighbor- 
ing village of North Andover. The Rector was eager 
to start a mission in the latter place, but he was un- 
able to do it on account of the demands of his parish. 
Mr. Lawrence felt that Augustine Amory was the 
man to do the work and so called him to be his assis- 
tant at Grace Church and to take up as his own 
work the mission in North Andover. This was at- 
tractive to Amory. It combined the different kinds 
of work. It gave him the work of an assistant in a 
city parish and it gave him his own parish to build 
up in his own way. He accepted the call and began 
the work in September, 1880. It is characteristic of 
him that he began at the very beginning. There was 
no waiting to settle down. He started with a flying 
start. An extract from his journal on the day he left 

(67) 



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Boston for Lawrence Sept. 2, 1880 reads — By 2.55 
train went with Willie to Lawrence, my future field 
of work. After tea called on a sick woman, then on 
the Miss Packards. Drove to North Andover, saw 
French, also C. Went to enquire about holding ser- 
vices in North Andover where I am to have my mis- 
sion field. 

The work in North Andover was a work which 
needed a man of tact, shrewd, and adaptable. There 
was the old village and the town towards Lawrence 
where the factories were. The interested Church 
people, the chief supporters, were in the old village: 
In the town were many English Church people who 
must be brought into touch. The problem was to 
bring all together. There was no church building and 
the first thing to do was to get one. 

Sept. 10. . . . Drove to N. A. for a preliminary 
meeting of my mission in the Town Hall. They seem 
interested. O Lord bless the work ! 

Sept. 12. (Sunday) At 9 drove to N. A. to Stevens 
Hall. A few came before 10, when the service be- 
gan. The singing and responses were all hearty and 
people seemed interested and in earnest. 82 pres- 
ent. Collection $22.50. Asked them to meet at 
Mr. Cunningham's for singing Saturday evening at 
7.30. Got back to S. School at Lawrence. Taught 
class of girls. Assisted Billie in service at 7. 

Sept. 13. . . . After dinner attended funeral. 
Took car for North Andover, called on D., called on 
C, who asked me to come again and often, then on 
C, a character. Gold beads around her neck. Gib- 
bon's Rome in bookcase. Much interested in service. 
. . . Was too aristocratic — intelligent. Good stand- 



AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 69 

bys. Then saw Mrs. M. who seemed interested but 
her husband, she said, if I talked with him she would 
have to leave the room. 

Sept. 14. Poor E. came in and told me of his sor- 
row. I wish I could say and do more. Walked about 
many and strange streets calling and hunting up peo- 
ple for Billie. 

Sept. 15. . . . Had quite a talk with one of the 
workmen, a young, aimless sort of a man. Walked 3 
hours about the town looking up people for Billie. 

Sept. 18. . . . Went to K A. They read me a 
foolish account of our first services in Essex Eagle, 
saying it was aristocratic, etc. 

Sept. 19 (Sunday) We had a hearty pleasant ser- 
vice at 10, I preaching on Wages of Sin and the Gift 
of God. 99 present. Collection about $19. Am 
greatly encouraged. Be Thou my strength and light, 
O Lord. Came back to L. where I taught a class of 
13 boys. 

Sept. 20. . . . Interest in the service grows. 

Sept. 23. . . . Interest seems growing. God 
help me. 

Sept. 24. . . . Walked to Wo. Andover. . . . 
Called on TJry, an old blacksmith and noted sceptic, 
very sick with dropsy and likely to die soon. He 
much troubled. I talked and prayed. He said what 
a great thing is religion. Said I might call again. 

Sept. 26. (Sunday) Drove at 9.10 to Stevens Hall, 
North Andover. Some more even were there. Men 
and boys, too. ... In the evening preached on 
"Keeping back the price." I felt like preaching. Yet 
it is but sowing, Oh, Lord, give increase ! 

Oct. 3. Sunday. . . . Good congregation . . . 



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better still. Not all the same men. Some disappoint- 
ments, some surprises. . . . Then drove to Law- 
rence and got to Grace Church to assist in the Com- 
munion. Sunday School at 3, where I had a most 
troublesome class of 14 boys. 

Oct. 6. Walked to No. A. . . . Oh, Lord my 
Master, bless to thyself my labors. 

Oct. 9. ... A hard day's work tomorrow. I 
feel like a soldier before battle. Lord, the cause is 
thine. Give me grace for quiet, self-possessed work. 

Oct. 10. (Sunday) Drove at 8.30 to N. A. for 
Sunday School at 9. 37 turned out, 22 scholars, 3 
teachers and several older men. I drilled them in 
singing and the Prayer Book. Billie came over to 
preach and administer the Communion. I preached 
at Grace Church "Who among you feareth the Lord." 
Got through all right but did not succeed in winning 
the attention I want. Opened S. S. Then held ser- 
vice at St. John's. Came home.. then read service 
and preached at St. John's, "Jesus the witness of 
God." Surpliced choir, processional. Singing 
splendid and hearty. . . . No fatigue except the 
excitement. 

Oct. 16. . . . Saw old Ury who wants to hear 
something about Christ. 

Oct. 17. (Sunday) Drove over to Stevens Hail. 
Full attendance. My sermon "What doth the Lord 
Require," did not seem to take. I could not make 
them take it. 

Oct. 19. . . . Went to No. Andover. Called on 

, who talks very freely but has little religion in 

him. Was cutting and stringing apples, the family 
sitting around. C said the men in the shop 



AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 71 

wanted him to go to service in his working day 
clothes. Then he asked me what difference it would 
make in the attendance if I should preach in a flan- 
nel shirt. How shall I avoid a dressed-up Chris- 
tianity, and meet such difficulties. 

Oct. 21. . . . Went to see Ury. He is quite 
low and wretched. Wants me with him when he 
dies. 

Oct. 24. (Sunday) Drove to North Andover at 
8.30. Began with Bible class. Very good congrega- 
tion. Preached earnestly; whole service seemed 
earnest. Collection $25. Back to my Bible class at 
Grace. . . . Preached at Grace, "Behold I have 
given him a witness." It was hard. work. But Billie 
said it was one of my best. It seemed as though I 
knew nothing more of what I was saying than each 
sentence, and as if people were not fixed. I need 
faith, the living force of faith, in preaching. 

Oct. 25. . . . At 4 went to North Andover. 

said he would be confirmed when he became 

convinced. What a responsibility. There are so 
many like him. Lord, guide me to do Thy work. 

Nov. 7. (Sunday) . . . My work grows. May 
strength proportionate, oh Lord, be mine. Many 
out. . . . Got to Grace in time for the Com. . . . 
I preached in the evening, — " Without Holiness no 
man shall see the Lord." Billie said the subject was 
badly connected. 

Nov. 10. No. Andover. . . . All are so kind. 
May I do Thy work, oh my Master. 

Nov. 12. . . .1 read the service and made a few 
remarks, starting off well but coming soon to short 
stop. Oh, I feel so badly not to have made more of 



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the occasion, to have let my self-consciousness run 
away with me. Lord Jesus, forgive me and give a 
speech that my adversaries may not be able to resist. 
Give me to be as Thy Deacon Stephen, full of faith, 
full of love absorbing to Thee. 

Nov. 13. . . . Went to N. A. . . . I see rocks 
ahead, which require policy and wisdom. . . . 
Give me, O Lord, wisdom and sound discretion. 

Nov. 14. Sunday. . . . Walked to the Hall, had 
S. S. . . . Bible class. Baptism. We had a very 
full attendance, earnest and pleasant service. How 
I do enjoy the service there. May Thy spirit bless 
them, O Lord. 

Nov. 15. . . . Went to North A. . . . Then 
went to a full meeting of the Farmers Club to which 
I have been elected a member. Subj. of discussion, 
Education. 

Nov. 16. . . . Went to the Davises for the 
weekly singing. There were 50 there. God help me 
in the work. . . . Young and old, rich and poor 
were there. 

Nov. 20. . . .It requires great wisdom to be all 
things to all men and loyal above all to Christ. 

Nov. 21. . . . Sunday. God give me strength 
and wisdom. Preached on church attendance. They 
seemed attentive. Oh Lord, give me power, under- 
standing, and grace. Male and young element large. 

Dec. 14. . . . Called on Mrs. N. Said they had 
been considering why I paid no parish calls. Must 
go the rounds, I suppose. God give me grace in this 
routine work to do Thy work. 

Dec. 17. . . . Asked to preach at St. James, 
Phila., with view to assistantship. Fear that duties 



AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 73 

at No. A. conflict, else I should like it. Lord, guide 
me. 

Dec. 19. (Sunday) . . . Full and hearty ser- 
vice. 113 present. Preached on Behold I stand at 
the door and knock. Kather heavy and lame. 

Dec. 20. . . . Father, I think, wants me to go to 
Phila. How hard to know what to do. Lord, guide 
me by Thy light. 

Dec. 24. Went to No. A. Stopped at the Hail 
where they were busy about the supper and tree. 
. . . Went to the hall where found a goodly crowd. 
At 7.30 our carols and service. I in surplice; then 
distribution of presents. Everyone was jolly and 
happy. Then games with the children and grown 
people until after 10. A great and happy success. 
To crown all received from my affectionate parish- 
ioners a handsome inkstand and pen, very touching. 
I thank Thee, oh Lord. May I labor alone for Thee. 
Bless this mission to Thy Glory. 

Dec. 25. . . .1 held service, very hearty, 
preached sermon on Emmanuel, which I felt. I 
praise Thee for Thy blessings, so different from last 
year's ! 

Dec. 31. . . . Conducted service in the chapel, 
and spoke on "So teach us to number our days." Ideas 
do not flow powerfully. I cannot forget myself and 
be absorbed in my subject. Lord, teach me by Thy 
spirit. Another year is now gone. The Grace, etc. 

This was the way in which Amory carried on his 
work at North Andover. It was his first work, and 
he took it up as these glimpses at his Journal show 
in a spirit of loving service for the Master. This 
spirit went with him through all his work. He never 



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forgot that he was working for Christ. There seems 
to have been always on his lips a prayer that he might 
glorify his Master. In and out among his people of 
the Mission he went incessantly. He had a great way 
of dropping in. He was a constant caller. He de- 
lighted the aunts of Phillips Brooks by running in 
frequently to see them. There was more work in the 
town than in the old village and while not neglecting 
the old village Amory bent his energies in the devel- 
opment of the town work. Here the people were, 
and into their homes he went. The tea he drank, the 
pies he ate, the suppers he sat down at would total an 
enormous aggregate. It was marvellous what he 
could do. More remarkable still was the way he had 
developed in strength. The delicate health of his 
younger years had given way to a strength and tough- 
ness which would be wonderful in anybody. 

The Rector of St. James, Philadelphia wanted him 
and urged him strongly to become his assistant. It 
was a tempting offer and considerable pressure was 
brought upon the young minister. But Amory felt 
that he could not go. He wrote the following letter : 

Lawrence, January 31st, 1881. 

Rev. and dear Sir: I most deeply appreciate the 
honor shown to me by the Yestry of S. James' and 
also your kindness in wishing to associate me with 
yourself in your work. 

And yet, after most careful and thoughtful consid- 
eration, I have decided, with sincere regret, that it is 
not in my power, considering my present circum- 
stances, to accept the call to become the Rector's assis- 
tant of S. James' Church. 



AUGUSTIXE HEARD AMORY 75 

My reasons for this decision are : my relations with 
Mr. Lawrence, which are of such a nature as to ren- 
der it very undesirable, to say the least, to interrupt 
him in his winter's work. 

Then, too, the far more important reason is, that 
I cannot, in its present condition, break off the work 
in the Mission which I have under my charge, for 
there is no one to take my place in that field, and I 
•should be shirking my duty, if I gave it up now. 

A few more months of continued labor are still 
needed there. 

Certainly, the inducements of the social feature of 
Philadelphia, as well as the great opportunities for 
extended work there, are very attractive, but the more 
that I consider the proposed place, the more plainly 
•do I recognize it to be my duty to decline the call, 
which has been so kindly extended to me, and to con- 
tinue for the present where I am now settled. 

With renewed thanks for your kindness and for 
the favor shown me by the Vestry, 

I remain, with respect, 

Most faithfully yours, 

A. H. Amoky. 

So he stayed on at North Andover where his duty 
told him he should stay. His work was not done 
there. More and more he became the people's shep- 
Tierd, getting into their homes, discussing with them, 
praying with them in temptation, consoling them in 
afflictions and advising in trouble, helping them in 
want and adversity. No one knows how much he did. 
The old blacksmith, the village infidel, could not die 
-without him, and Amory brought him into fellow- 



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ship with Christ. They all loved him. They liked 
him, as one old lady said: "because he was so com- 
mon." With his work in North Andover, he did also 
his share of the parish work in Lawrence. He was a 
great walker. He could cover the country easily. He 
would walk from Lawrence to the village and all over 
his mission field. He liked it. The country and the 
people delighted him. 

Lawrence, June 8, 1881. 
My dear Atwood: 

Is it really so long since I received your pleasant 
letter from Dresden of Nov. 30th ? The time has 
passed so quickly with me that I scarcely realize that 
I have been here nine months. I feel much more at 
home here, and also much more ease and freedom in 
my work. For I have now a certain stock of experi- 
ence upon which to draw. The field here is very de- 
sirable for training a man. There are problems of 
all kinds to solve. Of course there are discourage- 
ments; but still it is a comfort to work amongst men 
and women who have needs, which, like true physi- 
cians, it is one's privilege and calling to satisfy. My 
Mission in the neighboring town of North Andover 
is flourishing quietly. We have raised money to build 
a small and pretty chapel, and I trust that by the 
autumn it may be completed. It does often seem as 
if men were not very receptive ; but one must plant in 
faith. Sermon writing so as to instruct and move 
people, is, of course, a task hard to accomplish. But 
I feel that one can learn only by experience. I am 
to be ordained in Lawrence on Sunday. 



AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 77 

Next week is the commencement of the School, and 
I hope to be there. You will find great improvement 
in the grounds, from the new buildings. Addison 
probably keeps you informed about Cambridge gos- 
sip, and wrote about the Greek Play, which was such 
a treat. My reading does not progress very fast, T 
regret to say. One service and one short address a 
week, with innumerable calls as assistant, and in my 
own Parish, absorb a great deal of time. Still I do 
read some. Muller on Sin is the solid work I have 
now on hand, Mulford's Eepublic of God, about which 
Allen is very enthusiastic, lies on my table. The 
Scotch sermons I have also here; and so manage to 
keep up somewhat with the times. You must have 
enjoyed your trip. Don't you find that travelling 
tends to settle the mind, and to bring out into promi- 
nence the great fundamentals ? I work my way 
along through theol. problems, ever learning and 
sometimes reaching and grasping the great truths, 
which become all the more precious. I wish you 
good success for the remainder of your travels. Hop- 
ing soon to see you again I am very sincerely yours, 

Augustine H. Amory. 

He was ordained to the Priesthood in Grace 
Church, Lawrence, on June 12, 1881 and as a Priest 
could be in a much closer sense the Pastor of the 
Parish. 

One of the objects at which he aimed in his work 
at the mission was a church. The worship was be- 
ing held in a hall. He was not contented with that. 
The mice would run about his feet as he preached. 
There must be a suitable church building. Just 



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where this building should be was a matter of consid- 
erable concern. It was not an easy problem to handle. 
If it should be built in the old village, the town 
people would think that it did not belong to them. 
If it should be put in the town, the Church people of 
the old centre would feel that it was not theirs. 
Amory's tact accomplished this. He chose a site 
which has given satisfaction ever since, and upon it 
a church, St. Paul's, was erected. It was a beautiful 
little structure of rural architecture built of field 
stone. There were few of its kind at the time of its 
construction. It cost, $10,500. On a beautiful Spring 
morning in 1882 it was devoted to the worship of 
God, by those to whom its structure, as sanctifying 
forever already hallowed ground, was significant, — 
by Phillips Brooks "whose ancestry was from those 
fields," by William Lawrence, Rector of Grace 
Church, Lawrence, and by Augustine Amory, whose 
untiring zeal, devotion and faith saw the fruition of 
his daily labors. 

On the thirty-first day of May in the following 
year, 1883, he was united in marriage to Miss Eliza- 
beth T. Snelling at Emmanuel Church in Boston. A 
pleasant home was found in Lawrence and his pas- 
toral activity went enthusiastically on. 

A Letter to His Mother. 

Lawrence, Mass., Nov. 15, 1883. 

What better thing can I do, my dearest Mother, 

the first evening in our new home than write to you. 

From you and Father I learned what a home may be. 

Where you are will always be home and therefore it 



AUGUSTINE HEAED AMOEY 79 

is a connection between the new and the old to write 
to you. One's life becomes the richer for these 
changes and additions and you must rejoice that your 
son has found a life companion who loves him. I 
shall be more of a son to you for this reason. Do not 
think because I have these ties I shall be farther 
away. God knows that the older I grow the more 
sacred becomes my love to you and Father, and there 
is nothing I would not do for you. What hopes for 
the life beyond, that the ties formed here shall still 
hold there, and that mutual companionship and sym- 
pathy will be deepened as we live in the Saviour's 
presence. Then the shadows flee away! 

We have had a busy time preparing for our move, 
and William and Julia's hospitality have been a 
great help. We have the two servants, Ellen the cook 
and the second girl, and our prospects are fairly good. 
The last thing before evening prayer was to unpack 
the silver, which is remarkably handsome for Law- 
rence, and if only we had the unlucky china, we 
should be too aesthetic to live. Matthew Arnold 
should be our first guest. But there is much to be 
done before we are really settled and a large amount 
of cleaning necessary. I thank you now for your 
careful training. I am afraid I shall make Lizzie a 
very particular husband; but she seems prepared. 
William came in with a dining table they have loaned 
us until ours arrives, and he was much pleased with 
our menage. It is really just the arrangement for 
us and gives us all we need. It is well to begin at the 
bottom of the ladder, but we have much to learn. You 
must come soon to see us. I think we can manage it 
somehow. William's "calls" make me feel uneasv. 



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Should lie go the bottom of our barrel will fall out 
and I do not know what we shall do. But that is 
none of our concern. "Dieu dispose." 

Do you recognize the paper ? I bought it when I 
was in Paris, 1872, in the days of my prodigal youth. 
You did give me a luxurious training, now I must 
taste the experience of limited income. We expect to 
be down on Wednesday, not Tuesday evening, and 
right back, for that evening I have an engagement 
here. Please give Father very much love. God 
bless you most rightly. 

Your ever affectionate and devoted son, 

Augustine H. Amory. 

It was always amazing to his friends and a matter 
of wonder to all who knew him how Mr. Amory 
could work as he did. His name must go down 
among men as the untiring worker. It was his faith- 
fulness that did it, his faithfulness to his ideal, his 
calling, his Christ. He could not think of idleness. 
When he was in the Vineyard he was on duty all the 
time. His force was tremendous. While he was 
fathering the parish activities of North Andover, 
molding the parish plans, doing the ceaseless pastoral 
work that the beginning of a new work demands, he 
was also working in the parish at Lawrence of which 
he was curate. This was giving him other interests. 
The work of a small country parish is one thing, that 
of a city parish is quite another. The problems are 
not the same. The one is provincial, narrow, cramped. 
The people are sensitive to a superlative decree, and 
easily offended. In a large parish the conditions are 
different. The parish does not stand or fall with a few. 



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In the two kinds of work Amory was thus receiving 
a wide and comprehensive training. In Lawrence he 
was following out the lines of a city parish. A cer- 
tain share of the week he put into city work. While 
the work in North Andover was receiving his closest 
attention he was becoming familiar with the streets 
and people of Lawrence and earning a warm place 
for himself in the hearts of the parishioners of his 
future parish: for such Grace Church was to be. 



CHAPTER V. 

When the Rev. William Lawrence was called to be 
Dean of the Episcopal Theological School in Cam- 
bridge, the people of Grace Church naturally turned 
toward Augustine Amory as his successor. 

He was elected the same day on which Lawrence's 
resignation took effect. There was no reason for his 
not accepting the call when it was extended. In fact 
there was every reason why he should. The work 
was large and exacting, but he was older and strong- 
er, and was showing great powers. He knew the 
parish and city. A church had been built at North 
Andover, and the parish there was growing stronger 
every day. Plainly God, through the vision of work, 
called him to Lawrence. The parish asked him to 
become their Rector and he accepted the invitation. 
A letter to his father gives the details : 

Lawrence, Mass., Dec. 30, 1883. 
My dear Father: — ■ 

I have to-night mailed the two letters which, by 
God's providence, lay out my work for the present, 
acceptance of rectorship of Grace Church Parish, 
and resignation of North Andover. It is a great 
change for me and adds much responsibility and a 
larger range of duties. But I am perfectly satisfied, 
knowing that it is a plain matter of duty and feeling 
that the work is most congenial and most in accord- 

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ance with 1113' ideal. The only feeling that is con- 
trary is that of unfitness for the position, for I am 
painfully conscious of what I lack. Still by God's 
grace I shall do my part, and hope to grow into the 
position and to do extended work for the Master in 
this important field. I have met with great kindness 
and cordial sympathy and have as fair a send-off as 
anyone should need. Lawrence, then, is to be my 
home. I imagine that with my salary and income 
combined I shall have a living income for comfort 
if not for luxury. You may be interested in reading 
my formal letters and I give a copy "To the War- 
dens and Executive Committee of S. Paul's Mission, 
North Andover: 

"Gentlemen: — 

Having received a call from Grace Church, Law- 
rence, to succeed Mr. Lawrence as its Rector, I have 
carefully and earnestly considered the matter and 
have by the same mail accepted the call. I hereby 
present to the Mission of S. Paul's my resignation 
as minister in charge to take effect from January 
1st, 1884. The offer made by Grace Church Parish 
included an appropriation of four hundred dollars 
for an assistant who shall also discharge the duties 
of minister in charge at North Andover and I accept 
such responsibilities as have hitherto been assumed 
by Mr. Lawrence. It is with the deepest regret that 
I sever my connection with the Mission and yet with 
the greatest hopefulness for its future growth and 
work for the advancement of Christ's Kingdom." 

The letter of acceptance to the Wardens and Ves- 
try of Grace Church, Lawrence, reads as follows: — 



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"Gentlemen: — ■ 

Having been advised by your Committee of the 
call extended to me by the Parish to become its Rec- 
tor, I have considered the matter carefully and ear- 
nestly. I feel the responsibility of the position, and 
the honor you have shown me by your choice, and I 
accept the call to enter upon the duties of the work 
on the first of January and to assume such responsi- 
bilities regarding S. Paul's Mission, North Andover, 
as have hithereto existed, with similar arrangements 
apportioning the work of an assistant between the 
Mission and the Parish. 

It is no light matter to succeed so faithful and 
popular a Rector as you have had, but, with God's 
help, I will discharge my duties and labor for the 
welfare of the Parish as faithfully as possible." 

There you have the entire performance of the deed 
and I pray that God's blessing may attend my work 
here for the good of the Parish. I have had a busy 
day preaching in North Andover this morning and 
in Lawrence this evening, the same service I gave in 
Longwood. I had no time to prepare anything else. 

I shall expect to come down to the dinner next 
Wednesday. 

With love to yourself and Mother, 
Ever your affectionate son, 

Augustine H. Amory. 

January 1, 1884 marks the beginning, then, of his 
great ministry in Lawrence as Rector of Grace 
Church. It was Amory's life work. For eighteen years 
he was to be the Pastor and Priest. There began at 
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for conscientiousness, for devotion and consecration. 
The same note sounds throughout those eighteen 
years : his faithfulness to his work. All through his 
young life he had seen before him the Vision of the 
Ministry. It had been his ideal, — that one day he 
should lead in the worship of God in one of God's 
churches; that he should draw for men the face of 
Jesus ; that he should make men and women love the 
Kingdom. When he reached the Ministry he tried to be 
constant to his ideal, to make his ministry what he 
thought it should be. He never criticised the work of 
other men. It was his own ministry, as a minister of 
the Gospel — a priest of the Church, for which he was 
responsible. That ministry he took up in its fullest 
force, with all his constantly increasing energy, when 
he became Rector of Grace Church, Lawrence. This 
parish was an important work and bore an honored 
name. It was founded in 1846 and its church was 
the first house of worship in the new manufacturing 
city. Churchmen under the Rev. George Packard 
were the first to hold formal religious services in 
Lawrence. The Church entered upon her work 
when industry started its wheels. Thus Grace 
Church became one of the centres of Lawrence. It 
grew up with the city. The parish grew into the 
traditions of the town. Its first Rector was Super- 
intendent of Schools, a doctor as well as a clergyman, 
and in a Rectorship of thirty years brought the 
Church into close touch with the people. He was 
succeeded in the work by his Curate, the Rev. Wil- 
liam Lawrence. Mr. Lawrence was in turn succeeded 
by his Curate. Thus Amory was maintaining an un- 
broken succession and taking up a work of unusual 



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character and importance. The parish was strong, 
the work tremendous and growing. Great numbers 
of English people with their Church of England 
breeding gave the parish a strength which without 
them it could not have had. An increasing number 
of American families gave it a balance which with- 
out them it would have lacked. A fine unity thus 
prevailed, and the young Sector had a clear field for 
his work of energetic faithfulness. His first sermon 
delivered on the Feast of the Epiphany dwelt on 
that substance which was one of his superb qualities, 
Faith. Its subject was a The Invisible Army of 
God," its suggestions coming from the vision which 
the young man saw whose eyes God had opened at 
the prayer of Elisha. "The mountain was full of 
liorses and chariots of fire." 

"It is this which makes faith so absolutely indis- 
pensable to a nation, a church, or a man standing 
alone, facing all the hosts of difficulties, thwarting 
obstacles, stationed with opposing forces none would 
Tiave courage to withstand. But when righteousness 
or God in His eternal force is standing behind the 
nation, moving the Church to new energy, encourag- 
ing the man to dare great ventures ; when the armies _ 
of the living God are encamped against the enemy; 
then comes courage and a new confidence. A man 
may boldly undertake the work of reform and make 
efforts for good government, since he knows that 
righteousness is no losing game, but a part of God's 
purposes in the World's government. He is working 
with the stream of the tendency towards righteous- 
ness ; about him are favoring circumstances ; the final 
accomplishment is sure ; the only element is time and 



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with that lie has nothing to do. While his day lasts 
he will work nobly and faithfully. This is God's 
world with all its beauty and order ; and everywhere 
we may see His armies and His workmen, mar- 
shalled in array to carry out His purposes. With 
such a faith as this we feel that we are parts of a 
great whole, workmen in a great working universe. 
. . . Many a man stands as he thinks alone, with his 
temptation and his trial. He goes out some morning 
into the world and there stand the old enemies. There 
is the same strain upon his principle, the old tempta- 
tions assaulting and threatening his manhood. But 
faith opens his eyes. He sees he is not alone. Many 
a true hearted man is near. Many a true and high 
influence is keeping him from sin. . . . From the 
standpoint of our Parish as we undergo changes and 
enter upon new relations we feel the need for strong- 
er faith. ... In a city like ours where the problems 
of life are so real, where good and bad stand so open- 
ly opposed, the work of a strong and active parish 
church is plainly marked out. To train up through 
the Sunday school a new band of young people to en- 
ter into active work and to make a fresh power for 
righteousness and religion felt in every part of busi- 
ness, social and religious life, is a noble work. . . . 
Moreover, it is her privilege in these days of restless- 
ness and commotion as a representative of the histori- 
cal Church of the ages, to preserve, maintain, and 
enforce the simple truths of historical Christianity 
•as this Church hath received the same, and to carry 
on the worship of Almighty God in accordance with 
the principles of her Constitution and Prayer Book. 
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in loneliness, but the very presence and power of 
God with all the armies of heaven and every spiritual 
and holy influence is upholding, defending and help- 
ing. With a full sense of the responsibilities and 
greatness of the work, I stand before you,my friends, 
in a new relation this morning. But we must all 
face this great work with the eyes of faith fully op- 
ened, with humility seeing our own condition; but 
with great courage and high daring when we see the 
help awaiting us and the strength of God's forces up- 
on which we rely. I have come among you deter- 
mined by God's help to know nothing save Jesus 
Christ and Him Crucified ; to work in his Spirit ; to 
follow his example — striving to bring all men into 
the full knowledge of Him." 

Throughout his ministry he was true to the spirit 
of that sermon. His faith was unbounded. God 
was a vivid personal reality to him. Christ was an 
ever present companion. Such truths as these, from 
his own inner experience, he gave his people. They 
rallied around him quickly, and under his leadership 
the work went on. 

Lawrence is not far from Boston, so that Augustine 
was within easy reach of and communication with his 
mother and father and brothers to whom he was 
deeply devoted. His family sense was strong. As 
often as he could he would run into Boston to see his 
parents. He would write frequently to his mother > 
whom he idolized. 



AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 89 

Lawrence, Mass., January 16, 1884. * 
My dear Mother: — 

Your parcel came safely last night and we are very 
grateful for its contents. Lizzie sends love and her 
thanks for the mince pie. We enjoyed the company 
of Mr. & Mrs. Snelling yesterday. I only wished that 
my Father and Mother could also come to pass the 
night. Matters move on quietly here. I keep much 
on the go and have a constant series of Parish calls 
to make. I am reading with much delight the Life 
of Lord Lyndhurst and am glad to learn so much 
about Grandmother's home and early life. What 
good letters he wrote and how strong and spirited his 
style. I quite desire to copy it. The opening of the 
life is excellent, with its introduction of the "Boy 
and the Squirrel." It all comes in curious contrast 
with my ordinary theological reading and quite sug- 
gests another line of thought. I can easily see how 
some are fascinated with family tradition. In some 
ways it tends to selfishness, in other ways it rouses 
and stimulates ambition. The Copley family affec- 
tion is quite strong and a beautiful trait. That I 
think we all inherit, and it is a beautiful inheritance. 
Loyalty is one of the gifts of inheritance. 

Lizzie is better today, but does not yet get out with 
much freedom. My pen runs along so fast that but 
half my letters take their proper form. But the 
Lells have struck 11 and I have more writing, so that 
I cannot now improve. 

Much love to Father. 

Your loving, dutiful and affectionate son, 

Augustine H. Amory. 



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Lawrence, Mass., February 20, 1884. 
My dear Mother: — 

Last evening I read to Lizzie some of my letters 
from Egypt, and was carried back thirteen years of 
my life to those delightful travels. It is strange to 
think that one is the same individual. What a debt 
of gratitude I owe to the Sullivans for taking me and 
to you and Father for supplying the means for let- 
ting me enjoy it so thoroughly. The education is 
worth everything and its value cannot be realized. 
But what a queer sort of fellow I was ! Four years 
in college were necessary for making more of a man 
of me. But through it all a Hand of Love has ever 
guided me, and I only hope that my life may be a 
useful one. I often wonder at myself in this position 
of responsibility, as Rector of so large a Parish ; and 
speculate curiously as to what I shall be when an- 
other thirteen years have passed. 

We have had a Parish Sociable this evening, 
which has been universally voted a great success. A 
free supper of coffee, meat, bread and cake. Then 
music, singing, recitation and choruses, &c. Prom 
200-250 were there, and I enjoyed it much. Lizzie 
begins to feel more at home with the people and was 
introduced about quite generally. My next plan is to 
entertain my Bible Class at home and give them cof- 
fee and ice cream and try to make it pleasant. That 
is for Shrove Tuesday. What a variety work one's 
Parochial experiences are ! The tendency is towards 
dissipation. Lizzie sends her love and hopes that you 
are better. Her visits to Boston seem to do her good. 

What a pleasure to see the sun again and to have 
some clear atmosphere. The wind here has been very 



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bad, and this morning I made a call in the rain and 
thought that the floods were descending. I do not 
know when we shall see Cousin Eliza and suppose 
she may get to you for Friday. I hope your attempts 
to revive childhood scenes and days, with your old 
fashioned friends, will be successful. You ought all 
to put on some of your old dresses, with sleeves 
puffed on the elbows, and curls on the side of your 
cheeks, so as to complete the illusion. With your 
color and black hair you would pass for much less 
than you really are. This all is supposing you are 
no longer in bed, and I hope you have revived. 
With much love to Father, 

Your ever loving son, 

Augustine H. Amory. 

In June of his first year in Lawrence his 
father, James Sullivan Amory, died. He wrote to his 
mother at that time. 

Lawrence, Mass., June 13, 1884. 
My own dear Mother: — 

You have been in our thoughts and prayers since 
we left Boston, and I am glad that probably a sunny 
sky will greet you at the Craigs. There will be many 
things to occupy your mind. It is hard to begin 
again, but I find the greatest help in the little things 
that have to be done, and we know how dear Father 
would have us act. 

What r blessing he has left us all, and his charac- 
ter is the best inheritance that he could give his sons. 
Though we mourn so deeply, yet there is hopefulness 
in our sorrow. His memory is a healthy inspiration 



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to us in our life's work; and we know that there is 
one more waiting in that great Home. 

It seems as though each of us boys were following 
out in our own work the interests that father always 
had, in business, in the Church, and in medicine. For 
his interests were so large and many-sided, that he 
inspired us to take up to the work which he could 
not do always himself. 

May the dear Lord comfort and help you, and give 
you that peace which passeth all understanding. Liz- 
zie sends her best love. 

Your loving son, 

Augustine H. Amoey. 

Lawrence, Mass., December 21st, 1884. 
My dearest Mother: 

I am reminded of how extravagant I used to be, 
by this paper which I have brought to light. I will 
use it up, now, in the family; though I have out- 
grown monograms. A small lot of black monograms 
are all I have left. We have been looking over some 
of my old things, and I found some letters written to 
me, when you were abroad in 1860. How short, and 
yet how long ago that seems. I have vivid recollection 
of things which happened then, but I seem quite a 
different man now. How did you survive the cold ? 
We managed pretty well, though the house was none 
too warm. I am going to have a few double windows. 
The hangings are up now, and make the house very 
pretty and attractive. What a change in weather! 
We should have India rubber constitutions. We are 
making all our preparations for Christmas, and shall 
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One of the pleasures in dwelling upon old times is 
the memory of the true and strong love that made the 
after life so much richer. What do I owe to the 
dear old home which has helped me so much in my 
after life, and your tender, faithful love and devo- 
tion. It seems as if it had always been love that had 
followed me. But what strength and comfort comes in 
this ; for I believe such love is undying, and some- 
time Ave shall be brought into close and unbroken re- 
lations again, in the Home in the heavens, — of which 
every home of love here is but a pledge and promise 
— with all those dear ones who are a part of ourselves. 

It is late this Sunday evening and I have had a 
very busy day, so I must close. 

May God bless you, dearest Mother, with His full- 
est and richest blessings, and may the Saviour ever 
be near you, prays your loving son, 

Augustine H. Amory. 

Amory was just the man for the work in Lawrence. 
He seems to have known intuitively what to do. 
His judgment was keen. He was not easily stampeded 
by the rush of work and its bewildering amount. He 
saw at the start that the general methods of his pred- 
ecessors and those which he had himself put into 
practice in his mission were the best methods of par- 
ish Avork in his parish. It was a field in which con- 
stant calling was necessary, and for this Amory 
broke all the records. He was famous for his parish 
calling. Twice a year even though the parish grew 
larger and larger, and families multiplied, twice a 
year he visited each family. This he did up to the 
very year he left Lawrence, when the parish was 



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enormous. He never quite knew how he did it, he said, 
but he did it. It was not the record he was after, 
of course. He loved the people and he believed that 
it was only by constant circulation among the people 
that he could bind them together in the Church. He 
made them feel that they were his and he was theirs. 
This parish calling of his did not include the innum- 
erable sick calls which the Rector had to make. If a. 
parishioner was very sick he called every day. He 
was gentle, and tender, and thoughtful. He never 
forgot the aged and those who could not for some in- 
firmity get out of doors. Everybody had a place in 
his mind and thought. It was only to be expected 
that giving himself as he did to his work the people 
should in their turn come to him. Such of his dia- 
ries as are available show him in his work better than 
anything else. They all breathe of the man's deep 
consecration, his absolute loyalty to the grand Vision, 
his strong faith. On the front page of his diaries he 
wrote his little mottoes : "Christo et Ecclesiae," "Con- 
fido in Deo," a Tu ne cede malis." Scattered through- 
out are his many prayers for his work. They show 
him as he was. Here are some notes from his diary 
of 1885, his second year as Rector of Grace Church. 

Jan. 1. May the new year bring peace, strength, 
faith and holiness from God our Father, through 
Christ our Lord by the working of the Eternal spirit. 
Takes much time to keep things in order and perhaps 
I am too particular but it clears the way for work. 

Jan. 11. Sunday. — Wish for more earnestness 
in fuller attendance. May be some personal pride in 
this feeling. Lord help me to do thy work. Bless 
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Jan. 18. Sunday. — God quicken my parish. 

Jan. 25. Sunday. — God bless me in my work 
and help me to better usefulness. 

Sat. Jan. 31. . . .0 God, Sanctify me wholly 
and enable me to serve to the honor of thy great 
name. 

Feb. 18. (Ash Wednesday). Small congrega- 
tion. Need revival ! Stir up our wills, O God. 

Feb. 22. — What an inspiration to one our Sunday 
School is. God bless it and the whole parish. 

Mar. 1. (Sunday.) — Not satisfied with my ser- 
mon. Too full of illustrations, etc. O, to do better 
work in life without so many mistakes and faults. 
Master, help me and deal quietly, graciously with 
me. 

Mar. 6. . . . Service at 7.30. Large attendance. 
Third of my talks on Last year of our Lord's Minis- 
try. God teach me to speak and to tell the simple 
Gospel story of Christ's life. 

Mar. 14. . . . Went to see Mrs. Shove who is 
dying. A sad household. She recognized me. I made 
a short prayer. How helpless one feels then, save 
that One is more surely with us then, as one comes 
near the unseen. God give me thy eternal and gra- 
cious blessing and further thy work in my charge. 

Mar. 26. . . . God bless the parish spiritually 
and financially. 

Mar. 27. . . . God bless most deeply my parish 
and my work. 

Apr. 3. (Good Friday.) . . . Evening service 
and sermon at 7.30. A fair congregation but not all 
I would see. It troubles me, for does not people's ob- 
servance of such a day show the power of their faith ? 



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God guide me to show forth thy truth in my time to 
all people. 

Apr. 5. (Easter.) . . . Comes with new mean- 
ing more wondrous than ever before. . . . At 7.30 
the choral service. Church full. They sang Jairus' 
Daughter — long — otherwise music was very good» 
Still it is not my ideal of a service. Spoke a few 
words. Am tired, still it is the day of days, and full 
of the best enjoyment. May I ever declare Thee the 
Risen Christ, by life and by teaching, O my Master I 

Apr. 6. . . . God bless most richly in all spirit- 
ual growth and power for usefulness the parish that 
it may truly set forth in teaching and in living 
the Gospel of thy blessed Son Jesus. 

Apr. 29. . . . Read Barclay's Apology, an en- 
lightening book. In evening, meeting of Girl's 
Friendly, and Young Men's Guild. Supper, games, 
and I sang two songs. Questionable how wise. Still 
if I have the power and use it in subordination why 
not right ? God bless my endeavors for the moral and 
spiritual growth of the Parish. 

May 24. (Whitsunday.) . . . My sermon 
heavy. ... I was somewhat tired perhaps. Lord, 
may thy spirit come upon me and bless my work to 
thy glory and men's salvation. Great satisfaction 
having mother here. A year ago Father rec'd his 
last communion on earth here. 

June 22. . . . Went out in canoe with , one 

of my young men, a fine Christian young man. He 
paddled up the river and we sailed down. Enjoyed 
it greatly. . . . May I bring all, oh Master, to thee 
and the true manliness that thou givest. 

July 10. . . . My 33rd birthday, an age also 



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with most sacred associations to me. Make me more 
worthy thy service, oh my Master, and more faithful 
in my labors for thy Church on earth. 

Aug. 11. . . . Read in Wilberforce's life, which, 
interests me greatly and teaches me much. 

Sept. 2. . . . Walked up Kebo for my last view. 
How grateful I am for the health, exercise, society 
and pleasure of the month. Now for work for which 
this rest has provided, I trust, physical and spiritual 
strength. Lord, be with me and work mightily with 
me, making my strength perfect in my weakness. 

Sept. 3. . . . Great sorrow to leave the happy 
bright five weeks in the dear mother's home. . . . 
Laus Deo for the blessings. May the winter's work 
to His Glory be the result. 

Nov. 5. . . . Went to Boston at 11. I went to 
a clerical luncheon given by P. Brooks to Archdeacon 
Farrar at the Brunswick. 130-140 men there and a 
very pleasant occasion. Brooks most happily intro- 
duced Farrar, who spoke very well, urging on clergy 
of America courage, freedom and progress, as 
methods of action. Much pleased with him. So pleas- 
ant and kindly a manner. The Bishop also spoke re- 
markably well. A thing never to be forgotten . . . 
Came in town to hear Farrar lecture on Browning. 
A rare treat, kindling my warming enthusiasm. A 
crowded meeting in Tremont Temple — all literary 
culture of Boston to hear him. Secret of Browning's 
religious faith: the Incarnation. 

Nov. 8. . . . Small congregation. Bather de- 
pressing. God, let me not think of numbers but bless 
my work richly to thy glory in saving souls. 

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Society in Chapel at 8. Great success, nearly 30 
there. Good talk and much enthusiasm. I took dec- 
laration A, Total abstinence, after much thought. 
Being Pres. and wishing to encourage young men, I 
thought it wisest. 

Dec. 20. . . . God give me grace to preach for 
thee. 

Dec. 27. . . . Drove for morning service at 
North Andover changing with Parker. Good service. 
. . . strange to go back five years. Oh Lord, for- 
give my mistakes and bless me more than in past 
years. 

A Letter to his Sister. 

My dear Nora: — 

I shall think of you with great interest tomorrow, 
when you are to take that step, which shall bring you 
so much strength and comfort all through your life. 

It is the beginning of the noble life of a Christian, 
which you have been living before, but without that 
same consciousness and sense of consecration, which 
comes in the personal step of Confirmation. 

Take it as the beginning, and then you will not be 
discouraged if progress seems slow. For we are to 
increase in faith, advance in goodness, and grow in 
our Christian character. 

As you now show your public choice of Christ, as 
your Master, & Guide in all things, He will certainly 
lead you ever higher and higher in His service. 

I felt that I must write these few words of sympa- 
thy to show my interest. May God bless you. 

Lawrence, March 14: 1885. 



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The life of a parish priest is not eventful in the 
sense of the possession of spectacular interest for the 
people. It is crowded with things which the public 
never see. Particularly so was Augustine Araory's. 
And yet people observed him with growing admira- 
tion and wonder. As the months and years went by, 
his parish work increased, the yearly baptisms grew 
larger, the confirmation classes added to their num- 
bers and new societies and clubs within the parish be- 
gan to appear. His parish work became city work. 
Covering as it did so much territory, taking him into 
all the streets of the city, the city began to get hold 
on him. He found himself working for the city, 
and the city began to look upon him as belonging to 
it as well as to his own parish. There was no pre- 
cinct of Lawrence which did not know him. His tall 
slim figure walking with great rapidity was familiar 
to all. Sometimes he would drive, sometimes he 
would ride his bicycle, in order to make his rounds 
faster. His heavy, black beard, his thin physique, 
his black clothes were the source of awe to the young, 
and his ministrations at frequent funerals caused 
him to be called "the dead man." Saturday and 
Sunday as well as the other days found him calling 
in the houses. He would go round to the back door, 
walk into the house, say "Hello", so the people said, 
and rush out the front door. He never stayed long. 
He could not, as the parish grew, and get into every 
house. But every call told. It made no difference 
where he called or upon whom, — he carried with him 
an influence which impressed itself. Rich and poor 
looked eagerly forward to his coming. Whether the 
family lived in the attic or in the basement, in a 



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humble tenement or in a pretentions house, he en- 
tered the dwelling place as a Christian gentleman, 
and a minister of Christ, and they felt it. He was- 
always refined, and this sense of fineness of character 
and makenp, the high tone of the man, gentle and 
courteous as he was, touched everyone. He would 
drop in frequently at houses here and there at sup- 
per time, and he was always a welcome guest at 
table. Many is the mother who will tell you today 
how Mr..Amory came in and said "How fine that 
bread smells, how lovely that cake looks. I guess T 
shall have to have a cup of tea," — and then he would 
sit down with the family and take supper. They 
never forget those times. 

He delighted in going to Boston on Monday morn- 
ings. He liked to attend the meetings of the Clergy 
in the Diocesan House. He was devoted to the Cleri- 
cal Clubs to which he belonged. But he seldom went 
to Boston without returning early to make parish 
calls. His diaries show it. "Returned on the 4.45 T 
made 3 calls. Returned early, made 7 calls, etc." His 
Boston visits gave him an opportunity for seeing his 
mother and his brothers — an opportunity which he 
never failed to improve. They also served as a res- 
pite from his trying work. Days and anniversaries 
meant much to him. Holidays and Holy days all 
bore some significance which he did not want to lose. 

Lawrence, Mass., June 8th, 1886. 
My dearest good Mother: — 

My thoughts are with you today and also my ear- 
nest prayers that you have all joy, strength and bless- 



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ing. It is a most sacred day, and we think of him 
who has entered into rest and perpetual peace and 
bliss, in one of those many mansions, where our Sav- 
iour waits and prepares for us. May we all with him 
have our perfect consummation and bliss both in body 
and soul in His everlasting Kingdom. I do not often 
write or speak of these thoughts, but today I must let 
them out a bit. 

I find in an old envelope the inscription on Dr. 
Stone's tablet — we like to remember him, too, on 
such a day. 

John Seeley Stone, Hector 1852-1866. Born Oct. 
T, 1795. Died Jan. 18, 1882. 

With best love your faithful son, 

Augustine H. Amory. 

He was a great letter writer, though he did not 
write foolishly or carelessly. His letters always 
meant something. Letter writing helped greatly in 
his parish work, for he was as pastoral in his letters 
as in his calls. He wrote in sorrow, he wrote in hap- 
piness, and his letters were treasures. Each had some 
exquisite personal touch ; it hardly mattered what the 
subject was. 

"He always seemed", one said, "to reveal himself 
more deeply through his letters to his friends than 
even in personal talk with them. I remember a 
friend of his saying years ago that he had rather have 
a letter from Augustine Amory than a talk with him, 
referring, I suppose, to the fact that he opened his 
heart and wrote more sympathetically and unre- 
servedly than he was able to talk." 

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102 A MEMOIR OF 

write constantly to those within his parish, the sick 
and the aged and the unfortunate. He never forgot 
them. a One good old soul told me that he wrote to 
her constantly, which was a delight to her, but she 
added somewhat selfishly and peremptorily that she 
was getting old and she could not have him leave her 
for any more vacations. I am afraid that Amory 
was so humble and tender that he must have felt that 
her grievance was a just one." 

His people's and his friends' griefs and joys and 
problems were his, and when he wrote letters to them 
he wrote in a sincere desire to be of service. He was 
interested in the personal and spiritual welfare of 
his friends. He followed young men with his letters, 
keeping in touch with them. Kindly notes of counsel 
were written to young and old. When men were in 
error and he could not see them, he wrote to them; 
they were his and he wanted to help them. 

He took particular delight in writing to his class- 
mates and receiving letters from them. Most of his 
letters are too personal for publication, but some have 
been preserved. 

To Rev. J. W. Attwood. 

Lawrence, Mass., Sept. 22, 1886. 
My dear Julius: 

You understood from what I said this morning how 
much good your letter did me. ~No word from a real 
friend is any intrusion: it would be rather robbing 
our friends of what we owe them, to withhold it 
when the loving sympathy and the encouraging word 
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AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 103 

for sympathy, for sorrows remove one into a certain 
isolation, that yon demand to hear some real word 
from those who have been so mnch to us before. 

How much sorrow there is in the world ? Some 
times we come to the dark and foggy seasons in life, 
when we seem shut in by the gloom. But the faith 
in an everlasting mercy and pity, the experience of 
the comfort from the everlasting arms, the vision of 
what God has in store for man, gives the light even 
in the darkness. It may be only the pale streak sug- 
gesting the dawning day, but surely these intuitions 
come from the spirit of Him who redeems and re- 
stores mankind. 

Is it not a help to turn to the needs of others, to 
feel "the need of a world of men for us," when our 
own burden is heavy ? 

Let me hear again from you, and not at a too far 
off time. 

Lawrence, Mass., Apr. 8th, 1887. 
My dearest Mother: — ■ 

This Good Friday evening I must write you a 
word to carry an Easter Greeting. I hope the mes- 
sage of all this Season has brought you peace, 
strength and hope. If these festivals of sadness and 
joy so inextricably mingled mean anything to me, it 
is that, and they seem to lift us up above self and 
petty trials with that calm and glorious power of 
our loving God. Such a touching scene occurred in 
our solemn Good Friday service this morning. A spar- 
row was flying about in the Church during the ser- 
vice. When I began my sermon, a plain sketch of 
the story of the crucifixion and the sufferings of the 



104 A MEMOIR OF 

Master, and their meaning to us, the little bird came 
quite near me, perched on the nearest pew, plumed 
himself contentedly, flitted about, and walked on the 
floor with perfect fearlessness. One could not but 
think of the Legend of the Crossbill; and then of 
those words spoken by the Master, that not a spar- 
row f alleth to the ground without your Father. Words 
when associated with Him who died for us on the 
<3ross seemed to have a new meaning and to reveal a 
marvellous providing and guarding love. We are 
hoping that the beautiful weather will continue over 
Sunday. I hope you will have a calm and peaceful 
Easter, and be able to enjoy the service. We shall 
not appear at E"o. 1 with bag and baggage until 
Wednesday morning. Possibly I may surprise you 
Monday morning for a short time. 

Lawrence, Mass. 
My dear Julius: 

I had been looking for your letter, and it confirmed 
my best judgment, & realized my fears. You have 
certainly decided most wisely, there was nothing else 
for you to have done: but I understand keenly the 
pain it has cost you, for the relations between pastor 
and people are so intimate that it requires no little 
effort to sunder them. Yours has been a peaceful 
and enviable pastorate, and I am sure will give a 
tone to all your life and work. And wherever you 
go you will win hearts, and commend the message you 
are commissioned to declare all your life long. Is it 
not worth a great deal to be privileged to work in the 
ministry, in spite of disappointments and difficulties ? 
When we look back to Seminary days, and think of 






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AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 105 

the intellectual trials we may have had, we can ap- 
preciate now that we were tried that we might speak 
out of our own real experience, the rare, rich and in- 
exhaustible truths of God spoken for man by the 
Christ. 

Is it not a relief to look on our work in its ideal 
aspect, and to see its possibilities ? I was much 
struck by the little bit of a poem quoted from H. S. 
Sutton's last published work in the "Spectator" for 
May 28. 

"Why do I love all mankind ? 

'Tis not because each form 

Is comely, for it is not so : 

Nor is it that each soul is warm 

With any Godlike glow; 

Yet there is no one to whom's not given 

Some little lineament of heaven, 

Some partial symbol, at the least, in sign 

Of what should be, if it is not, within ; 

Reminding of the death of sin 

And life of the Divine." 

Take that thought with you into the streets & 
courts of Providence, and you will have the motive 
and inspiration that cheers the city Rector. Would 
you learn something of my methods ? Dear man, I 
feel that I ought to be a learner myself, for some- 
times the problems of a city Parish stagger me. There 
is one satisfaction that one is brought face to face 
with the real facts of life, and work calls one at 
each corner. You never see the end, but only the 
opening and beginning; and so we go on trying to 
drive in the piles, yet having the firm faith that the 



106 A MEMOIR OF 

finished places are all ready in the Architect's mind, 
and that He has other workmen busy as well as us. 

But how I have run on. I have been interested in 
a book, the Life of William Henry Channing, nephew 
of the great Dr. Channing; because though an errat- 
ic Unitarian, he has a rich spiritual mind. Such 
lives, spent in different relations, are always sugges- 
tive to me ; not I hope because I err on fundamentals, 
but because they are so human. We shall meet & 
talk at Commencement next week. I can't bear to 
think of your leaving the Diocese. 

June 8, 1887. 

To His Brother Harcourt. 

"Yesterday was my 35th birthday, one half of 
three score years and ten, & half, too, the age of 
mother, today 70 years old. I must confess to feeling 
as though life were slipping along, and that I am only 
beginning to try and do what my ideal is." 

"Next Autumn I have great plans for deeper mor- 
al and spiritual work in the people themselves: I 
know you will understand me. Mr. T. calls this a 
dead city in a religious sense. Certainly the tone is 
not high morally, & church work needs constant 
pressure. But we must remember the moral fibre of 
the people and understand the material." 

Working over Church accounts — Scheme for a 
Coffee House. 

"When I contrast my life with yours it seems ab- 
sorbed in trifling details, which in themselves seem 
to have little value — But they are part of a whole, 
which has a great and satisfying aim." 



AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 107 

"I do not know what could be better suited to the 
[French than a constitutional monarchy with the 
show and parade, and yet a regular and centralized 
power. Now you will be interested again in English 
affairs, and will side for, or against the government. 
I imagine your sympathies are for the government, 
and probably wisely so. But I cannot believe Glad- 
stone to be a self-seeker. Mistaken he may be, and 
possibly having too much sacrificed for expediency, 
but yet I must still respect him as the "grand old 
man." I did not think I had the instinct of hero wor- 
ship, but I find it strong now, and perhaps uncon- 
sciously active before. I like a little haze or halo 
round some men, and do not think it a misguiding 
desire. We must have some who stand as ideals of 
ourselves to break the commonplace of monotony. 
What pleasant memories you will bring home, more 
attractive because you have had only a few weeks 
with the contrast of home and business life striking it 
off into a brief section. Such impressions are more 
vivid like one bright rare day in a stormy Spring, or 
those calm, clear days in the Autumn, the more beau- 
tiful because we count them off, each as bringing us 
nearer the end of Winter, and cold, and indoor life. 
When you are in the National Gallery in London, 
look for a fine painting by Paul Veronese of St. Hele- 
na. She is shown asleep in an arched window. It 
is one of those pictures I remember there clearly." 

"I was thinking of you this afternoon, and of how 
different our lines of work are, and the interests 
which absorb us ; and yet we have very much more in 
common than brothers generally have, I am thankful 
to say, and understand and enjoy each other's work. 



108 A MEMOIR OF AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 

As boys we used to have each our half of the rug be- 
fore the fire, mine to the right and yours to the left \ 
and yet we had the same nursery fire in common. 
And so I am sure it will be all our life long, each one 
the richer and better because the other's vocations 
are so different. I enjoy a variety of friends and 
like to have my friends very different from myself.' 7 

"The years go faster than ever, & before we are 
ready the new comes upon us. I have had one of my 
busy Sundays, many things attempted and some lit- 
tle — one trusts — accomplished. How little it seems 
possible to give these lives, and yet what a privilege 
to attempt to give, something of a living Christ & 
a true God." 

"I think when real sorrows come we are not afraid 
to try and be cheerful because it is the necessary ef- 
fort of the mind to right itself. When the sorrow is 
trifling, many fear to show it disrespect by an effort 
after cheerfulness, and thus a morbid state of mind is 
encouraged. When the deeper parts of our soul are 
touched and we feel the real pain in existence, then 
the healthy soul tries to recover itself, and to demand 
some of that gladness which is its right. I maintain 
that cheerfulness is a mere farce without a deep re- 
ligious faith. We bow not grimly to the inevitable, 
we accept humbly the Great Father's will." 



CHAPTEE VI. 

In the Summer of 1889, with Mrs. Amory, he 
went abroad. It was the first time since his years in 
Egypt and the Holy Land. Frequent letters kept 
him near his parish. He was a good traveller and 
wrote well of what he saw. 

To Mr. James Payne. 

Le Mans, France, July 5th, 1889. 
My dear Mr. Payne: 

We have not yet received any letters, because we 
have travelled in out of the way places ; and so I am 
in no one's debt for a letter. This evening it occurred 
to me that it would be pleasant to write to 257 Hav- 
erhill St., Lawrence, partly because I want to let you 
know how we are getting on, and also because this is 
so ancient and historic a place, that some news from 
it may not be unwelcome in so new and unhistoric a 
place as Lawrence. ~Ro reflection is intended, be- 
cause the new place gains in wide streets and absence 
of smells, while some of the streets here are so nar- 
row and noisome, that one wonders how such robust 
and healthy people can come out from them, and such 
fresh and pretty children. We stopped at this ancient 
city on our way from Rouen and Caen to Tours, to 
see its monument, including the grand old Cathedral, 

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110 A MEMOIR OF 

and to break a long journey. I wish you could see 
the Cathedral standing on a height above the town, 
conspicuous from a long distance, looking very an- 
cient, and uncomplete from having been constructed 
at different times, and rebuilt. But the choir, or 
large chancel end, with its wonderful bold flying 
buttresses and richly ornamented side chapels, built 
out like so many wings and with its enormous towers, 
is a grand and noble sight. Even Grace Church, 
Lawrence, looks small beside it! To-morrow we go 
to Tours on the Loire to spend a few days and see old 
churches and chateaux, some of the latter in the 
neighborhood being the finest of old France. We 
have just come — from about Caen — from the home of 
William the Conquerer and saw two fine churches 
built by himself and his wife Matilda in expiation 
for their unlawful marriage, I believe, and as their 
tomb. The churches stand for the people's worship 
of the God of History, but the ashes of His Servants 
in History are scattered to the winds, not even the 
long-preserved thigh bone of William remains. By 
the bye, I saw the ashes of the heart of Richard 
Coeur-de-Lion, whose Queen Berengaria lies buried 
here; there was not enough of them to cover a fifty 
cent piece. We enjoy the glimpses of French life we 
catch, for these towns are peculiarly French, and we 
do not hear a word of English. Mrs. Amory laughs at 
my expressions and pronunciations, but I get on very 
well, and am learning French. What with that and 
studying the guide-book and observing all that is to 
be seen, I am not idle. We enjoy our travels very 
much I can assure you, and Mrs. Amory thoroughly 
enjoys it all and makes a good traveller, indeed was 



AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 111 

better on board ship than I. We found ourselves ab- 
sorbed by the Germans on the steamer, for all the 
food was German, (exceedingly and wretchedly so), 
all the stewards spoke German and broken English, 
and we had a jolly and most agreeable party of Ger- 
mans at our table. Then we plunged into London at 
the height of its gayest season, and saw the world on 
a holiday. The streets, hotels and Park were all full, 
and intensely alive, so that we had a most agreeable 
three days there, which will be in great contrast to 
our next visit in August, when all the West end will 
be out of town. Yet the contrasts between luxurious 
wealth and squalid poverty are pathetic and terrible ; 
they seem sandwiched together. In these French 
towns we see nothing of that; the poor seem thrifty 
and contented, bright and joyous ; indeed the French 
take life so differently from the English. I have 
noticed but very little drunkenness, though Cafes are 
everywhere, and light wines and cider are drunk in- 
stead of water. The climate and the temper of the 
people must be different, and they have no Irish. By 
the middle of next week, about the 12th, we hope to 
turn our faces towards Switzerland, and to stay there- 
about a month or so. I am conscientiously endeavor- 
ing to enjoy myself. We have not had a drop of rain 
since that rainy day when you so hospitably dined 
me. ISTor have we had any weather that we should 
call hot at home. The plains of Normandy look some- 
what dry, but that is well now, because it gives them 
good opportunity to bring in their fine harvests of 
splendid hay, and grain. Imagine the whole country 
under cultivation for grain, &c, with fine orchards 
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112 A MEMOIR OF 

it shows one the value of thrifty agriculture. The 
Normandy peasants seem rugged, strong and inde- 
pendent, and the women with their white caps and 
bonnets work in the fields with the men. They de- 
light in plants, having windows and gardens gay 
with flowers. Mrs. Amory is well, and wishes me to 
send her love to your household. I wonder curiously 
how the Parish gets on, but as I can do nothing more, 
I feel no anxiety, trusting that all goes well, depend 
on you for giving me every information, and can as- 
sure you I am gathering strength, and mental re- 
freshment, that I may be more useful when we re- 
turn. 

Baykeuth, Bavaria, Aug. 6, 1889. 

My dear Mr. Payne : — 

Your long and very interesting letter makes me 
ashamed of my last brief postal card. Still that will 
serve as a link in the chain of our travels, and help 
you to follow them intelligently on the map. I doubt 
whether your map will give this city of only 24,000 
inhabitants, whose chief interest lies in the fact that 
it was Wagner's home, and the place where his plays 
are given under the personal supervision of his wife, 
and with the inspiration of his home. Mr. Wm. 
Scott, probably, will be able to tell you all about it, 
for he must have been here in Wagner's life-time. 
We came here yesterday, and were sent to lodgings. 
German lodgings are primitive and amusing, but we 
are fortunate in ours. True, they are on the ground 
floor, and we have to guard our three windows with 
heavy wooden shutters, and by keeping out inquisi- 



AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 113 

tive eyes, debar ourselves from the air and light we 
should like in the night and early morning ; but when 
open we look on a beautiful quiet old Platz with gar- 
dens and an ancient fountain, and the royal Palace, 
where the German Emperor is coming to spend the 
lGth, 17th and 18th of August, the closing days of 
the Festival. Our bed arrangements would amuse 
and bewilder Mrs. Payne, for the sheets and com- 
forter are buttoned together in thoughtful consider- 
ation for the tossings of hot nights. But I have 
grown wise in operating them, while friends are in 
lodgings where they are stitched together. But all 
this shows us how the people live, and makes their 
music all the more wonderful. We met with the 
crowd of all nationalities, kindreds and tongues yes- 
terday at 4 P. M. for "Tristan & Isolde", the won- 
derful musical drama of love. It was marvellous in 
representation and acting and music ; and I never 
heard such singing. The character of the music is 
new and strange to a lover of Italian opera: but its 
beauty and effectiveness grows upon one, and you 
feel that the music, the acting, and the words com- 
bine to express the idea. The love-duet of the second 
act is almost sacred in its exquisite beauty and deli- 
cate charm. We became completely absorbed ; and 
it was a strange change to come from the silent, dark 
theatre into the open air and crowded walks, and to 
scramble for food during the long pause between the 
acts. There is an hour's intermission between each 
act, in which everyone goes out and gets food and 
air ; for it would be impossible to get through the 
hours from four to ten without some change. You 
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114 A MEMOIR OF 

how much pleasure we have in anticipating the 
"Meister-singer" tomorrow, and especially the won- 
derful "Parsifal" on Thursday. This is an off day, 
in which we take our rest, and walk and drive as 
we please, seeking our meals in some Hotel, or Res- 
taurant, for in lodgings we live Lawrence fashion, 
having nothing but coffee and eggs served in our 
rooms for breakfast. It was curious to have Law- 
rence brought vividly before us in your pleasant let- 
ter, and also in the persons of Charles Saunders and 
John Merrill, whom we saw at the Festival. They 
left early this morning, so we saw but little of them. 
They seemed to be enjoying their travels exceeding- 
ly, and were on their way to Switzerland. We have 
met more friends here than anywhere else, for we 
have been off the route apparently. We hope to go 
from here to Nuremberg and pass Sunday in Heidel- 
berg and, after a week in Paris to join the crowd at 
the Exposition, to cross to England. We enjoy trav- 
elling exceedingly. It is such a privilege to see new 
and old things, and to live over again the life of the 
past in historic buildings and pictures, and to see 
wonderful scenery. We have some peculiar experi- 
ences, but they add to the interest of travel, and, if 
trying at the time, are pleasant to talk over after- 
wards. After my letter to you from Le Mans in 
Prance, we spent some days in Tours, in La Tour- 
aine, seeing some of the old chateaux, and then went 
to Geneva. We had fine weather there to see the 
city, the lake, and Mount Blanc in the distance. 
Then we went to the valley of the Chamounix to the 
very foot of Mount Blanc, and saw it in all its 
grandeur with its mass of snow and glaciers. A de- 



AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 115- 

lightful carriage journey of a day took us to Martig- 
ny in the Rhone valley. We struck off, further up 
from the valley, to the valley of Zermatt under 
Monte Rosa, the next highest mountain to Mount 
Blanc in Switzerland, and there we saw Alpine 
scenery in all its magnificence, for it is called the 
"Shrine of the Alps." It is a favorite resort for stal- 
wart English men and women, who are able to walk 
all day long in heavy shoes up high mountains. I got 
Mrs. Amory on a mule and took her up a mountain 
8,000 feet high and then went on above 2,000 feet 
higher, and had one of the most sublime views in 
Switzerland from a peak called the Gorner Grat, in 
the centre of a vast circle of snow-covered moun- 
tains with glaciers descending the frozen rivers. The 
day was perfect, and the sight was most inspiring. 
At that great height I found vivid blue gentians 
growing, the true Alpine flower. The mountain 
sides are carpeted with flowers of most brilliant hue. 
The Alpine rhododendron, a dwarf specimen, grows 
and blossoms luxuriantly with its deep, red flowers,, 
on the edge of the glaciers ; while the forget-me-not, 
the little yellow pansy, and a brilliant pink, grow as 
high up as any. From there, partly by horse-back 
and mostly by carriage, we went up the valley of the 
Rhone to its mysterious home in the huge Rhone 
glacier. There we struck a storm, and crossed the 
Furka Pass, 10,000 feet high in a regular snow 
storm, and came down by part of the St. Gothard to 
Lucerne. It is a wonderful lake, set down deep, with 
high mountains encircling it. By the Rigi we went 
to Zurich and across Lake Constance to Lindau r 
where we came under German and Bavarian super- 



116 A MEMOIR OF 

vision and had our luggage examined. Then we 
passed ten days in Munich where we saw fine pic- 
tures and statues, and a splendid royal palace, with 
marble and frescoed, or, mosaic and tapestried walls, 
that would have amazed most house furnishers, and 
most wonderful furniture of inlaid wood and mar- 
ble, brass and mother-of-pearl. From Munich we 
came to Nuremberg, where we saw one of the best 
preserved specimens of a mediaeval city, with an 
old walled castle, walls and towers surrounding the 
city, and high pitched tiled roofs, with much curious 
carving on the towers. The coloring of the city is 
most picturesque, red tiles on the houses, red sand- 
stone for the buildings, and a curiously colored 
chocolate brown river, almost red, too, from flowing 
through sandstone soil. I feel as if all this were an 
itinerary from the guidebook; but it will keep you 
posted as to our wanderings. 

How stupid of me to forget to give you my ad- 
dress. I had so many last things to attend to that T 
wonder I did not forget more. 

I am very grateful for all the details of news you 
send to me, and am thankful all goes so well in Law- 
rence, and that your household keeps well. I hope 
you will be able to keep all things well until our re- 
turn, and that Mrs. Payne will be able to walk to 
church Sept. 29th. Much as I enjoy travelling, and 
no one could enjoy it more, it will be good to be back 
at work again in a Parish, and among people, who 
are so much to me, and to whom I hope to be able 
to communicate some of the good blessings that have 
been entrusted to me. 



AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 117 

London, August 26, 1889. 
My dear Mr. Payne: — 

It occurs to me this morning, while waiting for 
Mrs. Amory and breakfast, that you would like to re- 
ceive a few words inspired by English associations. 
We came here Saturday from. Paris and the contrast 
between the two cities is striking and suggestive. We 
spent nearly ten days in Paris and were rather 
wearied with all the duties of sightseeing and shop- 
ping involved by our visit. But it was interesting to 
see the city, and also the Exposition, which seemed 
to me in many ways a great success. The city is 
crowded, and you touch in its streets almost every 
nationality, and are surprised at no strange costume, 
whether Persian, Egyptian, Algerian or Eastern, for 
the Exposition is rightly called Universal in the way 
it attracts all foreigners. But for this reason Paris 
seemed in an unusual state of exhilaration and was 
almost demoralized, yet very gay and quite fascinat- 
ing for a short stay, and certainly it is a very hand- 
some city with fine streets, noble squares, beautiful 
gardens and splendid buildings. Nothing in the 
world can equal the grand effect of the Louvre build- 
ings with the fine large square they encircle and then 
the long extent of the Champs Elysees, starting from 
the Tuileries Gardens, and ending with the fine arch, 
the memorial of Napoleon Ist's great battles, and 
short-lived triumphs. But this was to be an English 
and not a Erench letter and so I will not describe the 
Exposition further until we meet. We had rather a 
rough passage over the Channel, disturbing some peo- 
ple, and reached England in a heavy shower. But 
the sun soon shone through the clouds and the pas- 



118 A MEMOIR OF 

tures looked beautifully, so fresh and green. There 
nas been much wet and cool weather so that the 
country looks very green compared to what it was 
when we arrived in June, when there had been a long, 
dry spell. 

Yesterday morning I attended service in West- 
minster Abbey, and enjoyed it exceedingly. It is so 
Tich in color, so crowded with inspiring memories of 
the past, so rarely beautiful and complete in architec- 
ture, that it is a delight to be in the building. The 
service was choral and well rendered, the people were 
devout and the sermon was fresh and strong, and it 
did me good. In the afternoon I went to St. Paul's 
to hear Canon Liddon, the great high-church theolo- 
gian of the Church of England, whose masculine and 
firm grasp on Catholic truth has certainly made him 
a strong and valuable leader. Though I arrived half 
an hour before service every available seat was oc- 
cupied. During service the transepts, under the 
dome, and the nave as far as one could see were 
packed and crowds were standing, men and women, 
and all were devout and earnest. It was a most im- 
pressive sight and shows what the Church of England 
is doing for the people, because rich and poor were 
served alike. The music was very beautiful. I was 
in a position where I could not hear it to good effect, 
I>ut I was near the pulpit, and heard a strong and elo- 
quent sermon from Dr. Liddon which I shall never 
forget, on the last verse of the Magnificat "remember 
His mercy which He promised to our forefathers." 
It was an hour long, but seemed half that time, and 
I enjoyed it all, though I had to stand two hours and 
a half. Tell that to Lawrence congregations only they 



AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 119 

have unfortunately no Liddon. I then walked back 
to our hotel on Clifford St., New Bond, and came 
through the old winding streets which are so interest- 
ing. The solidity of London is impressive, and we 
shall enjoy our week here. The paper this morning 
tells of strikes of the stevedores in East London, who 
held a mass-meeting in Hyde Park of 100,000 peo- 
ple; and also gives accounts of the perils of London 
streets. 

What a tremendous concentration of life we are 
in the midst of, with these 4,000,000 people! We 
are well, though Mrs. Amory took a bad cold in Paris 
where, to quote our cabman's words, "We had villain- 
ous weather." A month from this date we shall be 
with you all and shall hope for your well being. I 
grieve much for the Kennedys, in losing their baby. 

With all his constant and incessant parish calling, 
with no assistance, with an institutional church 
growing in activity, with his habit of letter writing, 
Amory found time for study, close and hard study. 
His was a ready mind quick to grasp ideas, and 
points of view — receptive — but with a strength not 
-easily moved. One never thinks of him as a student 
of music; yet he delighted in the old Masters, and 
found recreation in rehearsing their works. He was 
skilful on the piano and could play and enjoy the 
most difficult music. He was fond of chess and played 
a keen game. There was no one in his parish who 
could beat him and few in the city. He seldom played 
apart from vacation because he said it took too much 
time. One man who prided himself on his ability as a 
ohess player was considerably nettled when Mr. Amo- 
ry beat him, and never cared to talk about it. But it 



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was to his books that Amory devoted himself. His 
library was large and representative. He read every- 
thing that was worth reading. The wonder was how 
he conld keep abreast of books. It was by his system- 
atic method. He believed that stndy was a real part 
of his ministry, that he owed it to his ideal and to his 
work to read and think. Some years later when he had 
a curate to work with him, Amory told the yonnger 
minister to be ashamed to be seen on the streets in the 
morning. The morning was for study ; the afternoon 
was for work ; the evening was for work and reading. 
It is not surprising then to find him appointed Alum- 
ni Lecturer at the Episcopal Theological School in 
1890. He delivered his lectures under the subject of 
Pastoral Work. He was peculiarly fitted to teach on 
such a subject for his parish work had borne unusual 
fruit. The lectures were enthusiastically received. 
In regard to them the Professor of the Literature 
and Interpretation of the Old Testament wrote : 

Cambkidge, May 2, 1890. 
My dear Mr. Amory : 

I have read your letters with much and growing 
interest from A to Z. The first two reminded me 
strongly of Geo. Herbert, — the country parson — not 
for their matter, but their spirit, genuinely religious, 
without a trace of pietistic sickliness. The concep- 
tion of the man as priest, and of his functions as such, 
struck me as remarkably true and worthy of Chris- 
tianity. Your philosophy of study, and the way it acts 
on the mind, bears on preaching, is worthy of larger 
expansion. Indeed, I think there are half a dozen 



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topics in those two lectures, which worked out more 
fully in the same line of thought would make excel- 
lent chapters in a Treatise on Pastoral care. Why 
not work them out gradually and quietly for the press 
of some future day ? There are a good many points 
I might mention ; but the main commendation of the 
whole is that they present a true optimism and ideal- 
ism. There is in the whole series but one point 
against which I flatly and ferociously demur, viz, the 
statement that the ideal choir is the perfect boy and 
men choir. That to me is as heretical and irrational 
as it would be to say that the ideal Paradise would 
be one that had no Eve in it. It is the ideal of the 
later Jewish people, and it ought to go a little further 
and allow of none but Levitical singers and players. 
What singing so effective as that of women's voices, 
uttering the emotions of women's hearts, — and who 
but the arch-enemy of mankind would say to them,. 
Go on the stage and celebrate secular themes, but keep 
out of the church ? I am sure, that in her place Miss 
Parker of Trinity, is as good a preacher, and as ef- 
fective as Dr. Brooks. So when you make your book, 
as I propose, if you can't take my view, drop that 
topic altogether, as too full of danger for any writer 
or thinker. 

The third lecture is full of practical wisdom and 
gives the best explanation of the term "Rector" I 
have ever seen. I have often growled at it but am 
now inclined to hold on to it for dear life as a strong 
defence against over-strained notions of Episcopal 
authority. It secures, or rather implies the independ- 
ence of the parish and its chosen head against Epis- 
copal domination. It clearly says, the parish with 



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its property and local interest are the affair of the 
people, and their chosen head, with which the bishop 
has nothing to do as bishop. The bishop may be pas- 
tor pastorum, bnt he is not rector rectorum. A diffi- 
cult distinction perhaps, but a wholesome one. 

Your ten years of work and experience have borne 
good fruit in personal growth and development. There 
have been few years when the almuni lecturer has 
taken anything like equal hold of the students as he 
of this year has done. 

With thanks for the gratification afforded me by 
the perusal of the Mss. which I herewith send back, 
I am, 

Yours truly, 

P. H. Steenstra. 

'"He did not give the impression of being a learned 
man, and yet you always found him ready with a 
report of the books he had been reading, and these 
ranged from a re-study of Martensen's Ethics, or the 
like standard work on theology, to the latest essay or 
novel. He kept his mind fertilized and the well 
filled shelves of his library bore witness to it." He 
was early chosen by the bishop to be one of the ex- 
amining chaplains, whose duty it is to examine the 
candidates for Holy Orders. 

Amory served long after his ordinary term had 
expired and from the start commended himself as a 
thorough and intelligent examiner, abreast of the 
times, sensitive to the way young men were thinking, 
a keen and sympathetic teacher. One remembers 
vividly the depth and shrewdness of his questions, his 
quiet humor, his kindly smile ; you felt that you were 
in the presence of a humble, gentle and real scholar. 



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Letters to his Brother Harcourt. 

Feb. 10, 1891. 
We had a helpful quiet day in Cambridge yester- 
day, and it was very natural. I would like to have 
you hear some of the men talk. You would be im- 
pressed by the naturalness, simplicity and manliness 
of their personal religious feelings — It does us good 
to develop this side of the religious life ! 

Mar. 5, 1891. 
We are each thrown into such different sets of peo- 
ple. If I can be doing any good with those I meet I 
shall be more than thankful for what the work is. 
But the apparent results are so scanty, and the assis- 
tants in the right and highest spirit seem so few. 
But it is all pioneer work, and that involves isolation 
and separation, and if one's purposes be consistent, 
some good must result. I hope I am growing myself 
and suppose I must gain in some ways. But this is 
introspective writing, suggested, however, by what 
contrasted positions in life we each now hold, consid- 
ering that once we walked side by side. 

May 1st, 1891. 
You will have seen by the papers that Brooks was 
elected yesterday by surprisingly generous majorities, 
removing all thought of suspicion, and all just cause 
for regret, except what is natural on the part of those 
who are disappointed. It was an impressive and dig- 
nified act on the part of the Diocese of Mass. and 
grants an honorable welcome to one, whom I am sure 
a large majority of clergy will rejoice to call "Our 
T>ishop." The exclusive ownership of Trinity Church 



124 A MEMOIR OF 

must now be exchanged for that of the Church. I 
went to see him afterwards, and he was in very good 
spirits, quiet and yet bright, and exceedingly affec- 
tionate of all sorts of men, large and small. I am 
deeply grateful and profoundly hopeful for the fu- 
ture, and take up my work with renewed strength and 
courage because the Church has been proved generous, 
wise and comprehensive according to my ideal. I pity 
those men who are honestly grieved at the result, pity 
them intellectually and spiritually, with due humility 
on my part. ... I write these few lines to catch 
you with my enthusiasm before you return, and to 
infect you and G. with a due amount. 

June 5th, 1891. 
"It makes one draw a long breath of satisfaction to 
think of the freedom and pleasure in store for you, 
beginning with tomorrow's start. More than half the 
benefit of a vacation abroad is that repose of mind 
which knows that duties self-imposed are not impera- 
tive. As a rest such experience is valuable. As a 
perpetual condition to a right spirited man it would 
be intolerable — for duties make us more than we are. 
Were my pocket equal to my ideals I should probably 
do many things I would like to do, and still be poor ! 

Bar Harbor, July 25, 1891, 
It is a beautiful quiet morning after a short and 
noisy storm last evening. I am waiting for the family 
to assemble for breakfast, having just read over a 
sermon which Mr. Leffingwell has called for, from 
me, for tomorrow. We have enjoyed so much the 



AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 125 

glimpse of the Italian Lakes your letters give. They 
recall delightful and distinct memories, for I was 
first there when twelve years old, and can never lose 
the impression of beauty caught then. The Villa 
Serbellone was a private place, and I remember see- 
ing a silk worm establishment, and recall lizards I 
vainly tried to catch. ... I have been reading the 
Life of Lawrence Oliphant. Lives are to me almost 
more interesting than any but the very best of novels. 
I am trying Balzac's "Modeste Mignon," but don't 
get on very fast. It is difficult to do anything con- 
secutively and steadily in this place, and that I sup- 
pose is the reason we come here. 

I am getting tired of keeping house alone. It is 
ten days since I have seen my family, and I shall go 
to Bar Harbor for two days this week. Then after 
one more Sunday here my vacation begins, and I 
hope to improve it well. Write my book! Can you 
conceive that possible at Bar Harbor ? Then by writ- 
ing I shall lay myself open to criticism. Job says: 
"0 that mine enemy had written a book." But I don't 
fear that. I only want to be sure of having enough 
to say. I shall not lose by waiting for my experience 
will be the richer. Yesterday afternoon I went to call 
on Bishop Brooks in North Andover. The morning 
papers announced that he had received the majority 
of votes of the Bishops confirming his election, so we 
are sure of the result. We cannot rejoice enough; 
and this guarantees the freedom, comprehensiveness, 
and strength of the Church. I was sorry not to find 
him at home. Today he preached in the little North 
Andover Church. It was significant and interesting 
that his first sermon as acknowledged Bishop should 



126 A MEMOIR OF 

be in the town of his Puritan ancestors. . . . The 
other day when I was in Boston I was struck with the 
gay appearance of the shops and streets. Men were 
selling flowers all along Tremont St., and the shop 
windows were as gay and attractive as any in Paris. 
We Americans have many of the French characteris- 
tics, and in Boston it is the veneer on the solid Eng- 
lish oak. . . . Tomorrow morning I go to Boston 
to meet McDuffie to choose a new carpet for the 
Church. I will spare you more from this bad pen,, 
and Sunday evening's enfeebled brain. 

Bar Harbor, Aug. 12, 1891. 
Some people down here seem to have money. I 
think we American people need to learn that abun- 
dance of money is not essential to well-being. Our 
education does not tend to make us feel so. Certain- 
ly it is hard to be without much, but it resolves itself 
into a matter of wants. 

Aug. 18, 1801. 

I have left A — Jr. and L. sitting on the piazza 
this damp afternoon, saying I was going to write you 
about the frivolities of Bar Harbor. One might 
grow quite like Thackeray unless one kept in mind 
the real kindness in all sorts of people, which there 
is much of in the world. The wise man looks from 
all points of view. 

The death of James Russell Lowell calls out many 
expressions of esteem and regret. The papers call 
him our first American citizen, but as a citizen he 
has not been so prominent, except in his writings. 
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AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 127 

World is shown by the Memorial Service in West- 
minster Abbey. William Lawrence and Phillips 
Brooks were telegraphed for to conduct the funeral. 

Lawrence, April 11, 1892. 
(Written after his Mother's Death.) 

There is a sad blank in my Monday plans, having 
no need to go to Boston. But there is a sacredness 
about this sorrow which makes it precious. Yet what 
a strange mystery there is in it, which we trust brave- 
ly because it is God's mystery hid in His everlasting 
counsel of love. The Bishop's letter expresses this 
thought beautifully. I felt I must write to G. She 
has been so good and sweet through it all. Yester- 
day's services were trying and fatiguing, yet com- 
forting and strengthening, and I felt the truth of 
what you said, that they were a help. Once there 
came rushing over me the memory of the family pew 
in old days in Brookline, and with it the thought of 
the perfect worship of so many of that family all to- 
gether, where it is so real, and the expression of the 
more perfect life. How very much we have to be 
thankful for in all this past, and what an inspiration 
for the future ! We must in our turn make a blessed 
past for others. I think as a family we shall all be 
bound together the more closely from having kept the 
home together so much into our maturer lives, when 
we cherish more deeply old associations. 

April 16, 1892. 
One word for an Easter greeting. I have such a 
pressure of small matters to attend to, and such a 
rush of services, that the physical strain keeps the 



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mind very absorbed. It will be a sacred day, whose 
message we must receive, else our hearts would die 
within us. With it life seems noble, worth all our 
best energies, and love the fulfilling of our higher 
nature, not to be mocked and thwarted, but to be 
broadened out into an everlasting activity of our 
spiritual life. 

Xmas, 1892. 
What weather for Christmas ! Yet we got on well, 
and the children had a good time. It is interesting to 
discover how many sides there are to the Xmas truth, 
and it is also a great comfort and a help to have the 
children to keep it for. If only we can do something 
for ours, as was done for us. What sacred inspiring 
memories we have. I am glad they are so fresh and 
dear to you. It trebles their worth to have such a 
brotherly companionship as ours to keep them alive. 
What possibilities for such companionship to prove 
itself all through life, and into the mysterious be- 
yond. 

Nov. 22, 1893. 
The Chairman of our Republican Committee 
called on me today and said I ought to secure votes 
to my election on the School Committee, and wanted 
to know if I could persuade any ladies to vote for me. 
I answered that I should do nothing; if people 
wanted me they must elect me. He said every one 
was so busy that some ought to be on the lookout, and 
that "they all did it". I said I was no politician and 
must leave the matter where it was, and that I could 
not ask any one to vote for me. Men have to hustle 



AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORT 129 

nowadays for anything. But as I am not the hust- 
ling sort, on such lines, my grabs must be smaller. I 
could not do such things and be myself. Perhaps 
there is more pride than principle about it. I hope it 
is both, and think so. 

Oct. 31, 1801. 
There was a happy ring in your note received yes- 
terday, like one would hear when the marriage 
bell is struck and I am glad that the first jar it re- 
ceives in the home life so auspiciously begun, is so 
full of harmony on the Major Key. May it so sound 
through many blessed years in which every jar shall 
bring out the sweetest and purest melody that ever 
sounded from wedded life. I am glad that old staunch 
revolutionist, Paul Revere, presides at your board, 
rich with silver and fair linen, because he will sug- 
gest some of those august and sterner principles of 
living, characterizing his days and so much needed in 
our own. We are all well here though our silver is 
less brilliant and our linen more worn with time, but 
we know what home happiness and peace are. 

Oct. 10, 1893. 
We shall miss much moving into straitened quar- 
ters, smaller rooms and confined views in Lawrence, 
but it is time to go with the best impressions last, as 
old Dr. Jackson used to recommend getting up from 
the table hungry. We have been blessed indeed this 
Summer and carry back a new boy and the other 
stronger and better. It is time now I was amongst 
the people. 



CHAPTEE VII. 

The preceding letters are their own best commen- 
tary. They throw a bright light npon Amory's char- 
acter and his mind. It is no small nature behind 
those letters, bnt a great heart and soul, a man who 
lived on the heights of life and thought. A resump- 
tion of his diary, that of 1894, shows him again in 
his parish activity. 

Jan. 1. Another year opens with much financial 
depression, much sickness and many social and re- 
ligious problems before us. 'Send out Thy Light.' 

Jan. 11. . . . Same regular monotony of Parish 
work. Is it sowing seed ? God forgive the fault and 
negligence. 

Jan. 16. . . .In evening called on two working- 
men, — one handed me a $5 bill, saying he had gone 
to my church for some time without paying anything 
and wanted to give me something for my salary. I 
told him I would be glad to use it in charity. The 
working-man is ready to do something for the 
Church. He wants it to come to him in a personal 
way. 

Jan. 21. . . . Evening service and sermon, 
"Christ in Literature." Special sermons don't seem 
to make much difference in people's turning out. Go 
on — do your work — be patient — brave and consis- 
tent. 

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Jan. 31. . . . Reading book by Reade, " Grif- 
fith Gaunt", interesting but too sensational. 

Feb. 1. . . . Busy writing and seeing about 
preparation for the Parish supper which came off in 
evening. . . . fully 250 must have been present. 
. . . Some of the so-called elite not present but 
enough variety. 

Feb. 5. ... I read at Monday Night Club pa- 
per on Rights of Suffrages. 

Feb. 10. . . . reading A. P. Stanley's charming 
Life by Prothero. 

Feb. 15. . . . Good cottage service at South 
Lawrence. 

Feb. 17. . . . Washington Mills strike most un- 
fortunate. Bad management and suspicion — but in 
these times any work and employment is better than 
none. 

Mar. 6. . . . God help us to his blessings now 
and forever. 

Mar. 8. . . . Cottage service at South Side. — 
What a privilege to believe in the glad reunion in the 
Paradise of God. 

Mar. 15. . . . Cottage service. 

Mar. 23. (Good Friday) Service at 10.30, at 12.30, 
again at 3. Made some calls, sick and poor. At 7.30 
good evening service. ... So this sweet sacred day 
is over. And with it Lent, in which so much more 
has been learned, so much undone that should have 
been done. May there be some blessed fruits in my 
life. 

Apr. 29. . . . Preached an old sermon in the 
evening, very unusual thing. 



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May 2. . . . Went in at 8.45 for examination 
for candidates for Priests' Orders. 

May 7. ... To University Club where Clericus 
was entertained. ... I read Essay "Lazarus of 
Today/' on Socialism. 

May 17. . . . Donald of Trinity wanted me to 
lunch and to consider his proposal of my going to 
Trinity as Colleague Associate on the Greene foun- 
dation. He urged my coming as being especially 
qualified by associations and training to help him in 
large pastoral and preaching work of the Parish. I 
objected to associative work — my associations at 
Lawrence and the lack of personality in any co-oper- 
ative Ministry; but agreed to consider it. A per- 
plexing question opened. Many things attract but 
duty does not seem to call. God guide me. Agreed 
to take it into consideration. 

May 20. (Sunday) Pains, cold. On such a day 
the parish does not look as if it wanted me. But it 
would be the same elsewhere. 

May 21. . . . All brothers give advice to go, 
though they recognize difficulty in acting as Colleague 
of Donald at Trinity. . . . At Twenty Club read 
essay on Historic Church. 

May 29. . . . Talked with Wm. Lawrence about 
Trinity — he thought it a wise opportunity but saw 
clearly my difficulties. 

May 31. . . . After most careful thought have 
declined Dr. Donald's invitation to be his Colleague 
at Trinity. ISTot enough regular pastoral preaching, 
— not enough position for independent administra- 
tion as in my own parish. Felt relieved to have it 
settled — disappointed in a way not to work in so 



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attractive a field. Prepared for the work that lies at 
my hand here cheerfully. 

June 4. . . . Went to Boston and examined from 
10-1 two young men, postulants for the Ministry 
in literary qualifications. They did not know much. 
. . . Donald said I misunderstood him. He did 
not want my decision but my mind. We walked in 
town, he opening whole subject again. 

June 5. . . . Lunched with Donald — and then 
he told me that he had decided to bring the matter 
before the Vestry and to ask them to call me. I said 
that was the straightest way. If they passed it I 
would be happy ; if they called me, I would consider 
it conscientiously. I dread it. The opening of it 
again troubles me, and I feel blue. When I got to 
Lawrence I wondered whether it would not have 
been more honest to have told him to let the whole 
matter drop, when I feel it would be impossible to 
leave here. Lord show me the way. 

June 22. News received with most cordial letter 
from Donald that yesterday by Trustees of Greene 
Foundation and Vestry of Trinity Parish I was chosen 
Assistant on Greene Foundation at salary of $3,000, 
Hardly know what to say. Feel more inclined than 
before as it comes so positively it seems a call, and 
yet it is a doubtful work and mine here seems so clear. 
I think for me it is time to make a change. Ques- 
tion is this the change now. 

June 30. . . . How this Trinity Parish matter 
oppresses me. The pros and cons are so bewildering 
because it is a choice of two ways of ministry for my 
future. . . . writes "infinite possibilities" — "in- 
viting opportunity", if I have control of charities 



134 A MEMOIR OF 

and all the preaching I need. But associations with 
Rector might involve serious problem. God guide me, 
in thy hand be all my future, to thine honor, and the 
glory and good of thy Church. 

July 2. . . . Went to Boston almost feeling I 
ought to accept Trinity when I met Donald by ap- 
pointment. 

July 6. . . . Wrote to Dr. Donald and Clerk of 
Trinity Church, Boston, declining call to be Assist- 
ant Minister of Trinity Church. I dare not try ex- 
periment of divided and competitive pastorate with- 
out leadership of a parish. I feel that I have done 
right but regret exceedingly losing the advantages 
and keeping my family from where they belong. Our 
future is in God's hands. 

July 8. . . . Touching, the love and loyalty the 
people show. I would I were more worthy personally 
of it. . . . To have a letter of glad thanks that I 
stay, from a working-man, does one good. 

Sept. 2. . . . All seem glad to see me back. God 
bless me in my work here, hard and perplexing 
though it is. 

Sept. 6. . . . Have some good men, but all work- 
ing-men. 

Sept. 9. . . . How one gets into the ruts. Some- 
times I think how it would have been in Trinity par- 
ish, Boston. But I feel my place is rightly here now, 
and I put it in God's hands. May He make me fit for 
my work. 

Oct. 2. . . . Reading Overton's History of the 
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Oct. 16. . . . Fine cottage service at South 
Side, nearly 50 out. 

Dec. 5. . . . Trying to read Dorner's Person of 
Christ, Sabatier's S. Francis. 

Dec. 9. . . . God help me to preach Christ's 
Gospel truly under all conditions. 

From a Letter to his Brother Haroourt, Feb 27, 1894. 

We had Dr. Putnam from Boston in consultation 
with Dr. Howard about James. What stern things 
there are in our lives to meet, and how much 
harder when those we love are involved. The great 
Father is behind the inevitable law, but it takes hold 
of our hearts and lives. 

To Rev. J. W. Atwood. 
My dear Julius: 

So the sad & strange break has come, which we 
never know the pain of, until the end of dear & sacred 
associations increases their value a hundred fold. You 
have the blessing, however, of watching the true 
ripening of your Mother's life into immortality. We 
never realize the reality, holiness, nearness and 
power of it, until our loved one has been taken up 
into it. Nothing far to God ! What peace & strength 
to feel that in that centre of love and truth all that 
we love is safe. 

This Easter time sheds a peace and glory over our 
earthly losses. I know it, because my dear Mother 
was taken from me just before Easter. 

One comfort in your loss you will gradually gain, 
& that will be the power of your Mother's character. 



136 A MEMOIR OF 

You will understand her better, & feel her influence 
more powerfully & graciously after a time. And 
surely with her it is well. God bless you dear Julius 
and comfort you with a new comfort learned to com- 
fort others with. 
April 4, 1894. 

My Dear Julius: 

Thank you for your letter. Over, and in every 
sentence is written the word : parting. Your mind is 
evidently set towards your "Jerusalem". The great- 
ness & variety of the work there attract you evident- 
ly, and that will make your going easier in one way, 
for the demands upon you rouse your mental interest, 
and determine your will. But the pain of saying 
goodbye to a people and a Church building, into 
which you have put your very heart, will be great. 
Still there is a happy satisfaction, because the love 
which makes the parting hard is the reward of your 
ministry. You have made lives richer & stronger in 
God, and for this you are made thankful, by realiz- 
ing the fruits of your work, when so many tell you 
how sorry they are to have you go. God bless you in 
your new work. You have the strength supplied you 
for the change, in the very existence of the work that 
calls you, and in the people, who anticipate your 
coming with such loyalty and confidence. 

The work moves on evenly and quietly here. I hope 
I am doing my duty, not in a plodding way, but with 
some endeavor after a breadth of mind, magnanimity 
of spirit, and freshness of method. But this is a hard 
place, & therefore I suppose more evidently the Mas- 



AUGUSTINE HEARD AMOEY 137 

ter's station. Let us pray more for our work, and for 
one another. These are stirring days. Shall you get 
to the Church Congress at all? I want to sit with 
you at least through one session. 
Nov: 5: 1894. 

To one of his young men afflicted with loss of 
speech and hearing through sickness, he wrote fre- 
quently : 

My dear Heber: 

Thank you for your letter, & its kind wishes. May 
you have the joy and hope that makes our Easter 
Day such a glad festival. May the Risen Jesus ap- 
pear to you that day with His love & beauty blessing 
you. Your presence in Church with a heart full of 
prayer and love to God brings a blessing. 

I will try & preach of the Easter gladness, God r S' 
gift to men in the Resurrection of Christ, and of 
how we must drop the earthy, and aspire after the 
heavenly life by following our Risen Saviour. Death 
is but the door into immortal life. We shall recog- 
nize Him, and our friends there, as we are one in 
love, goodness & faith. 

April 10, 1895. 

My dear Heber: 

I send you a calendar of the lessons read in Church 
every Sunday. If you take your Bible you can find 
the places where I read and can follow. This will 
make the service more interesting. I am sorry for 
your deafness, but it makes you brave and patient. 



138 A MEMOIR OF 

You are put to exert yourself, aud will develope a 
force of character that will make a man of you. God 
knows it all, & loves you, and we trust the words of 
Jesus, and try to do His works that we may be loving 
and obedient sons of God. I hope that you will have 
a Happy IsTew Year. 

My dear Heber: 

Thank you for your beautiful letter. It is good to 
see how the spirit of God is leading & training you, 
and building within you that interior life, the eternal 
life, which is God dwelling in you. May the fullest 
blessing of Christ be yours. 

Sometime I wish you would read Wordsworth's 
poetry. I would like to know if it appeals to you. 
Read especially his Ode on Immortality, one of the 
most beautiful things in the English language. Write 
me occasionally some of your thoughts ; I am always 
glad to know what you are thinking. Pray for us and 
the congregation & join with us at the Lord's Supper, 
in the blessed Communion with our God. 

June 28: 1895. 

My dear Heber: 

It was good of you to write to me. Many times 
have I intended to write a good word to you, but 
many things hindered. You do not realise how much 
help your reverence and cheerful faith give to me. 
You are so brave and ready to make the best of things. 
Why should we not all do the same ? God is our 



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Father, and gives to each of us the gifts and powers 
according to His wisdom. I am thankful you have a 
strong mind, and enjoy your studies. They open a 
new world, and bring us the thoughts of men, which 
we hear through our eyes. I am interested to know 
what you will do when you finish your courses at the 
High School. Miss "Wetherbee spoke highly of you, 
and was interested to know about you. I shall never 
forget that evening when I baptised you as a little 
fellow, almost dying with diphtheria. It was God's 
consecration on your life, and a dedication to make 
your life, which He saved, useful to the world, and to 
set forth His glory. 

My dear Heber: 

Thank you for your kind words, and for letting me 
into your secret life. I caught your glance last Sun- 
day while preaching & wished that I could give your 
mind my thoughts more easily. It is, however, an in- 
spiration to see you so reverent and attentive, trying 
to be about our Father's business in His house. I 
liope you like our new church, and that you can un- 
derstand some of the singing. You are bravely doing 
your work in the world, I know, glad for the privilege 
of duty. Work is God's title to existence. Even if it 
oe humble, when done conscientiously, it is as neces- 
sary to His world as that of some great genius. I 
have been meaning to call on you, but have been very 
busy. Indeed, I shall never forget your baptism. 
Ood gave you to us a Christian hour, and I am 
glad it was my privilege to save you then. God grant 
you a bright Christmas, & happy, good ^ew Year. 



CHAPTER VIII 

In 1895 Amor j went to Minneapolis as a delegate 
to the General Convention which was held in that 
city. He wrote to his brother Harcourt: 

"I hope some day yon will be a delegate to the Gen- 
eral Convention and see and learn what I now observe. 
You won't like it, bnt our best men must be ready to 
come for it is a most important and dignified assem- 
bly. It is the most notable gathering of the kind in the 
country and brings together a lot of interesting and 
eminent men. I don't like the politics nor the fuss 
made by some bishops and clergy, but they comprise 
the great and growing Church and must be known and 
met. In a way I am seeing a lot of men and making 
some pleasant acquaintances with bishops and clergy. 
I go to St. Paul's, I believe, with William, Sunday, 
when he speaks in the University. This morning I 
went to the great missionary council, presided over 
by noble Bishop Whipple. Then this afternoon I rode 
20 miles on a bicycle with Parks and three other 
clergymen to Lake Calhoun, Lake Harriett, and the 
Tails of Minnehaha." 

This year marked a new start in the life of his par- 
ish, and reveals Amory's remarkable power of leader- 
ship, the confidence of the people in him, their love 
and loyalty to him and his wishes. He had long felt 

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that the Church was not meeting the needs of the 
people in ways of worship. It was not dignified 
enough. It was not as beautiful as he would have it. 
The services were helpful and reverent but something 
was lacking. People were beginning to inquire about 
boy choirs. Amory was sure that a change could be 
made which would at once beautify the church, en- 
rich the service, and attract the people. Besides this 
there had taken place within Amory a change, hard 
perhaps to point out, and one which he was slow to 
acknowledge. He was feeling more and more deeply 
the Sacramental truth of the Church. He was not 
swinging around to any party. He belonged to no 
party. But he was surely getting free from the old 
Evangelical forces. There was something in him of 
the Oxford spirit and it was showing itself. It was 
not in the way of controversy, nor apparent outward 
expressions. No man was more sweetly charitable 
and gentle. But he began now to put the emphasis 
on the Church. The desire for richer outpouring in 
public worship, the belief that the Historic Church 
had something for the people which she had not yet 
given them took hold of him. His plan, if he could 
get the support of the people, was to enlarge and dig- 
nify the sanctuary, put in a boy choir, a new organ, 
a new chapel, and increase the seating capacity of 
the church. To one with less faith this would have 
been impossible. For the parish it meant an enor- 
mous expenditure. Amory believed that it ought to 
be done and, because it ought to be done, could be 
done. So it was brought before the parish, taken up 
and carried on and completed as a memorial of the 



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50th anniversary of the parish. "How he led the 
people", Bishop Lawrence wrote, "to make the great 
improvements in the church, to expend their money 
on them, the chancel, etc., I never conld understand. 
It was more than I had dreamed of, and when we 
entered that church, re-formed, with a new organ 
and fine boy choir for the first service it was a reve- 
lation to me of his pastoral leadership." 

The story of that year is of special interest. For 
with these new plans of improvement in his mind 
came a call to the Rectorship of St. Paul's Church, 
Dedham. This was attractive and urgent. The field 
and character of work were entirely different, small- 
er, quieter, gentler perhaps, affording him ample 
time for study and reading for which he so much 
longed. With these and family inducements, the 
calls to Dedham (there were three of them) upset him 
even more than that to Trinity Church, Boston. Both 
he treated conscientiously. God might be speaking 
to him authoritatively. He believed that no call 
should be treated carelessly, for it had some mysteri- 
ous connection with duty. His letters reveal him at 
this time: 

Oct. 25, 1895. 
To His Brother Harcourt. 
God lead me to a right judgment — for I am in a 
state of bewilderment and suspended judgment. It 
is not the change I would have chosen and yet the call 
has come unsought and spite my lack of eagerness to 
be called. But I seem bound by ties of duty and 
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AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 143 

respond gladly to .my call for the new work, although 
no signs have yet been given of abundant money. 
. . . The new work would call out other sides of 
my capacity, not yet developed. I might do more 
for the work at large. The field seems small for much 
demands upon me. I have certainly not decided 
about Dedham, and am waiting for information. I 
am standing at the parting of the ways, and trust my 
decision will never bring regrets. 

This work in Lawrence will be engrossing and dif- 
ficult, and takes a lot of my life and vitality. But if 
it is the thing to do, I am glad to undertake it. 

Nov. 14th, 1895. 
This evening I mailed my letter to Fred Stimson, 
withdrawing my name as a candidate for St. Paul's, 
Dedham, and explained my position. Our Vestry 
Meeting, Tuesday, voted unanimously that it was de- 
sirable that some improvements should be made on 
the lines proposed by our plans and appointed a fi- 
nance committee to see about raising the money on the 
understanding that the work shall go on if $7,000 can 
be raised by the parish. Of course nothing can be 
done unless the money is raised, but we think it can 
be got. I said nothing, and let them do all the talk- 
ing. At the close I said I would do all I could to 
carry the work through, if they co-operated heartily. 
What else could I do having got such progress in a 
work that I had roused them to consider last Spring ? 
I felt myself in honor bound to it, unless some ex- 
ceedingly important call made larger claims upon me. 
Appeals to the parish will be made this next week, 



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and the result remains to be seen. It is an act of faith, 
reasonable and right. I presented these facts to 
Stimson and said it was not right for me to allow 
this work to go on while my name was being con- 
sidered as a candidate at Dedham, and that I must 
ask him to withdraw it. ISTow that the decision has 
been made, after my fashion, I have regrets, though I 
am sure I have decided aright. . . . 

To accomplish my plans for the parish will 
strengthen my whole Ministry and to shirk the work 
at this juncture would always give me regret. I hope 
that all my family and friends will think I have 
acted wisely about Dedham. It is hard to act con- 
trary to the advice of such men as Percy Browne, 
Donald, Vinton, and E. Peabody — but I don't think 
they thoroughly understood the situation. 

Dec. 4th, 1895. 
Again I have said no to Dedham and feel the same 
regret and disappointment at doing so, as before. We 
had a Vestry Meeting last night and the returns had 
been so satisfactory, and the warning so certain that 
if I went the work would all be dropped, that I felt 
under peculiar obligations to do what I could in the 
future development of the parish where the people 
are so united for carrying out my plans. . . . I re- 
gret acting contrary to your advice, and that of many 
others. Our difference in opinion comes from the 
emphasis laid on different points in the line of rea- 
sons. You naturally think of the social and family 
advantages, and these should not be ignored — but 
when they are balanced with other considerations the 



AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 145 

proportions are altered. And weighing the moral 
obligations, integrity in plans of work, and the claims 
of a busy, well organized city parish in a live com- 
munity, with the hope of developing the church 
plant into attractive proportions, all on one side ; with 
family advantages, change of work, and a quiet, stu- 
dious pastoral life, on the other ; I am convinced my 
decision is wise. 

I am bound, God willing, to make my ministerial 
career not merely a profession, but an ideal vocation, 
and to try to become so far as my lines allow an effec- 
tive power in the development of our Church. My 
professional conscience feels better, and I think my 
logical processes of reasoning are sound. Don't for- 
get us still in Lawrence, for we want cheer and en- 
couragement. ... I shall lose the fun of having a 
decision before me, and think the family conversation 
will be poverty stricken without Dedham ! 

Dec. 10th, 1895. 

The enthusiasm and willingness of the people is 
touching and deeply gratifying. All that has hap- 
pened the past month is humbling, if you can under- 
stand what I mean, and gives me a deeper sense of 
devotion to my work. I hope my Ministry may be 
strengthened in usefulness and power, and that I may 
gain a deeper consciousness of its true ideals. Ex- 
cuse this prosing. But I need to brace myself up for 
our Fair tomorrow, the Parish Field Day. 

When he saw how willing the people of his parish 
were to take up the work of improving the church, he 



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knew it to be his duty to remain with them and see 
the task accomplished. The completion marked the 
50th anniversary of his parish, his own all-conquer- 
ing faith, untiring zeal and firm loyalty to the best 
interests of his people. 

The wisdom which Amory showed in undertaking 
such a work as this, improving extensively and radi- 
cally the interior of the church, was evident from the 
beginning. It seemed to make all things new. It 
proved him to be a man who clearly read the signs of 
the times and was keen to the needs of men and 
women. It revealed also his foresight. He was sure 
of the inevitable effect because he had reasoned it out. 
This ability of his was pronounced. It was notice- 
able that in his parish work he did that thing which 
brought the best results. He seemed to know what 
would go and what would not go. If you came to 
him with a suggestion as to work, you were very likely 
to find that it had already occurred to him and been 
tried. 

Now it was that his pastoral work was resumed 
with greater force than ever. Services began to mul- 
tiply in the church ; societies and clubs, meetings and 
entertainments in the parish house. Grace Church 
became a real city parish, fully equipped, able to 
meet every need of a forceful city. In a sermon 
preached at this time on The Mission of the Parish 
Church he said : "The present customs of making our 
churches as beautiful as art and money can do, of en- 
riching our service with all that sound and wise litur- 
gical rules allow, and of also securing the personal 
advantages and enjoyments of this by hiring a com- 



AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 147 

fortable seat, is not merely for a man's or woman's 
social prominence and satisfaction but is for the glory 
of God and the good of others. . . . Each worker 
and worshipper who hires a sitting is saying, 'I have 
made an agreement that my presence in this chnrch 
is as a missionary for Jesus Christ to the city of Law- 
rence to strengthen faith, righteousness and charity 
within its bounds. Without this spirit my parish is 
rather a hindrance than a benefit to true religion/ 
. . , The flower can convey no message of sweet- 
ness to the breezes unless its own centre be charged 
with fragrance. The pipes of an organ can lead no 
glorious psalm of praise unless a master hand has 
command over their stops. A church in a city will be 
dumb and powerless in its missionary work unless it 
be full of men and women of devout faith and conse- 
crated righteousness. . . . The reverent communion 
you make here, the glad presentation of your children 
here to Christ, the joyous marriage blessed here in 
the name of the Lord, the beautiful and solemn clos- 
ing of the lives of faithful men and women with the 
burial service, completing the life of faith from the 
font to the tomb with God's blessing, are all so many 
testimonies made that God is in this city. . . . The 
sacramental privileges of which outward and visible 
signs are made inward and spiritual means of Holy 
Communion are an essential part of our worship. The 
pledges of grace such as the bread and wine in the 
Holy Communion and the water in Holy Baptism are 
actual signs and means by which our Lord Jesus 
Christ intended that Christians' worship should be 
real and effectual. . . . The conscience of this city, 



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as well as our own, needs to be strengthened. With 
corruptions in city politics, with the menacing evil 
of our open and crowded saloons, with the open and 
unblushing fraud and betting in our athletic sports, 
and with the selfishness of our club and social life, 
the citizens in the name of the sinless Saviour must 
meet together in solemn protest and holy zeal of 
righteousness. . . . We are a church and not a club. 
We are a missionary parish with enormous and sol- 
emn obligations upon us for righteous, charitable and 
friendly helpfulness in this city, as well as in the 
state, country and world. And we do well to learn 
quickly the duties of such a Church like ours in this 
strange cosmopolitan city, in whose streets we are to 
worship, live righteously and spend our days together 
helpfully and unselfishly. . . . If I might criticise 
the present and the past, I should be forced to say we 
have not large enough visions or high enough ideals 
of the true mission of our parish church in the city." 

To Miss Packard. 

Bar Harbor, Maine, August 15, 1896. 

My dear Miss Packard: 

I am deeply grieved for you all, and will certainly 
come to Lawrence for Tuesday to do all I can to help 
you. As I understand from your telegram the service 
will be at 2.30 Tuesday afternoon. I shall leave here 
Monday by the night train, and reach Lawrence ear- 
ly Tuesday morning. After breakfast I will go to 
your house to receive your instructions and see you. 
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AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 149 

the scene of so much sorrow. But the courage and 
patience it has witnessed through past generations 
will not fail now. Our Fathers' God is our God, the 
same yesterday, today and forever. There was that 
in Arthur's character so beautiful, genuine and man- 
ly, bright and kind, that we will trust him to the great 
eternal home. AVhatever happens in this world, he is 
safe there, untouched by sorrows, disappointment or 
sin. I cannot say more except that I begin to realize 
what the sorrow must be, as our boys grow into our 
lives. 

Here we return to his diary. 

Jan. 17. . . . Good evening service but not so 
large a congregation. Many reasons deter people. 
. . . But we have remarkable increase in congre- 
gation. Organ, architecture and musical service 
draws. So a preacher does not get proud or spoiled. 

This was the year in which a ten days parochial 
mission was held in Grace Church under the direc- 
tion of the Kev. Walpole Warren, D. D., of New 
York. 

Feb. 13. . . . Curious to hand one's parish for 
10 days to another. God bless to us and to me the 
mission. 

Feb. 15. . . . God's blessing seems on the mis- 
sion as it is finely started. . . . We all ought to be 
better for it and to know what salvation is. 

Feb. 20. . . . One thing — learned people like 
good straight Gospel preaching. I must do more. 

Feb. 21. . . . The mission has done lots of good 
to me in showing necessity for Gospel preaching, in 



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deepening religious tone, in helping and touching a 
large number and opening Episcopal Church. 

Mar. 10. ... I thank God for the privilege of 
ministering in the Congregation and pray for more 
grace. 

Mar. 12. . . . Went to No. Andover for service 
and to preach in the dear little church. For my 
times are in thy hands, and what times God has led 
us through since we were there, — strange puzzling 
sorrows and yet an even kind way with springs of 
blessing all along the road. Surely He will still lead 
on. 

June 4. . . . Am districting parish, 450 fami- 
lies into 11 districts with 11 heads, each having 3 or 
4 assistants to visit whole parish regularly, see sick 
and strangers, each taking about 8 or 9 families. 

June 1. . . . People are so kind. God continue 
to bless me in Thy work in this parish, success in 
temptation and a responsibility. 



CHAPTER IX. 

The Lambeth Conference was held and the Queen's 
Jubilee was celebrated in England this year, 1897. 
Arnory attended the Bishop of Massachusetts as his 
Chaplain. 

"Perhaps," the Bishop writes, "the surest test of a 
man is as a fellow traveller. He stood it of course. 
It was interesting to me to see how the English peo- 
ple of greatest refinement appreciated him. They 
enjoy a racy American with his amusing stories ; they 
expect it of American clergymen. There was none 
of that in Gus. He was a modest gentleman. He was 
one of them and as such they took him into their 
homes and heart." 

Careful notes of this journey were kept, and many 
letters were written. That was his way. His scrap 
books are full. All the programs of events which 
took place, services, meetings, clippings, — everything 
that entered into the life of the Ministry he gathered 
together. His scrap book of Lambeth is valuable and 
interesting. He carefully collected photographs of 
cathedrals and leading clergy ; orders of the great 
services and his own letters written home. In this 
way he was fond of living over again what had once 
been a part of his experience. His diary too contains 

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impressions and notes. They sailed from !New York 
on the S. S. Teutonic on June 14, and arrived on 
June 21, in time for the Celebration of the Queen's 
Diamond Jubilee. 

To His Wife. 

June 22, 1897. 
"Here we are 9 A. M. on our stands, watching, 
wondering, enthusiastic, great sight, every building 
thronged with gaily dressed people. Every now and 
then cheers as some noted person passes. A Bishop 
or dignitary in scarlet robes, and fur-tipped, richly 
decked Indian officials, soldiers in scarlet. Mounted 
Hussars. Every window, cornice, roof top, paving 
stone thronged with men, women, and children. . . . 
Glad to be first cousin to such a nation, and to be an 
American with our history in the making. . . . 
Splendid, and the grandest success. All sorts of dis- 
tinguished men in representative uniforms, foreign 
envoys from all parts of the world. Then came the 
royal carriages with four, six and eight horses. The 
trappings were heavy gold and the gilded coaches 
were gorgeous. Last came the royal carriage in which 
was the Queen and the Princess of Wales. I saw the 
Queen very well and she looked comfortable and dig- 
nified. 

June 28, 1897. 
. . . You should have seen me in my new and 
shorter surplice, and my crimson and black hood. All 
the clergy here wear hoods so I must in Rome do as 
the Romans. But I won't wear a squash hat. We 
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AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 153 

John Cotton's beautiful pulpit and preached my ser- 
mon. I am glad I am an American Churchman. 

. . . July 1, 1897. . . . We have now returned 
from the most impressive service in this old Abbey I 
ever attended anywhere. Bishops and Chaplains 
vested in Church House and we formed a long and 
gorgeous procession with white surplices, red convo- 
cation robes, many colored hoods, and men, fine look- 
ing from every part of the world, — black Bishops, 
one from Korea and Kaka, Japan, and our fine 
American Bishops. We marched through the yard 
in the slowly falling twilight amidst lines of respect- 
ful looking people, in by the West door of the noble 
old Abbey, gloomy with twilight, with some light 
coming through colored windows, and the choir 
lighted with candles. . . . Last came in the three 
primates, Alexander of Armagh, Ireland, MacLagan 
of York, a handsome old man who preached, and 
Temple of Canterbury. Each primate was preceded 
by a man bearing a cross, and followed by three or 
four chaplains. But the primate of the Anglican 
Church, Temple of Canterbury, a grim strong old 
man, had his scarlet velvet robe carried by two pages. 
It was a fine and noble scene. . . . One felt the 
nobility, universality and strength of the great Eng- 
lish-speaking and English-worshipping Church, and 
felt exhilarated by its impressive assemblage. So to 
the hymn, "Recessional," we slowly walked down the 
old nave out into the dark noisy streets through the 
Dean's yard, — a ghostly processional, — and the Con- 
ference had begun. . . . Grosvenor and I took the 
9.50 train for Oxford. It was Commemoration Day, 



154 A MEMOIR OF 

for the giving of degrees. E. L. Godkin of N". Y. 
received a D. C. L. degree. Behind us came a special 
train bearing the Archbishop of Finland, special en- 
voy to the Jubilee from the Russian Church. Dons, 
Masters, etc. met him at the station, choir boys sang 
Greek verses in welcome. The remarks of under- 
graduates in the gallery were most amusing. They 
were like this: When Mr. Godkin came forward for 
his degree — "And what have you done, sir ? Do you 
know Mr. Barnes of K~. Y. sir ?" You know this 
chaffing is allowed. When the Provost got lengthy 
with his Latin Oration, "And can't you finish it out- 
side, sir!" When someone stood up with stooping 
shoulders : "Now pull yourself together, sir," "Won't 
you pat him on the back, sir ?" And when the Fin- 
land Archbishop with his black cap and short black 
veil and long black robe came forward, a voice from 
the upper gallery called out, "And how long have you 
been a widow, sir ?" . . .- That college choir is the 
finest and sweetest choir in England. I never heard 
such music. The boys' voices were like flutes and 
they sang as one voice. The organ and organist were 
wonderful. 

July 4. ... I joined William here at Canon 
Mason's urgent invitation. He is so gracious, kindly 
and intelligent. He is quite a theological writer. It 
is pleasant being so near the Cathedral. . . . You 
must read Stanley's Memorial of Canterbury. . . . 
Somehow I don't get over-enthusiastic over my great 
namesake (St. Augustine). He was not quite saintly 
in character I fear, rather disregarded the early Sax- 
on or British Christianity which existed, and brought 
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July 4, 1897. 
My dear Harold: 

Papa went to see animals yesterday. Great big 
bears, white and brown and black. White polar bears 
were in the tub splashing and having a fine time, but 
no curly locks. Saw great lions with great shaggy 
hair, some asleep, and some walking about. Great 
elephants with long ears and great trunks like a long 
nose. Birds I saw with legs as long as Harold and 
as thin as a poker. Some little otters were swimming 
in the water, and two little girls threw them crackers 
to eat, and they swam fast through the water to catch 
them. The little boys and girls had a fine time, and 
I wanted my little James and Harold to see them. 
But oh, the monkeys, how lively and funny they were, 
jumping about with long legs and tails, pulling and 
biting each other. They chatted and almost laughed. 
They were brown and black, grey and red. If I got 
too near they would bite, so I kept away. They are 
in big cages and can't get out. Then Papa got on a 
big bus, and came through streets filled with busses, 
carts and carriages, and came home, and did not lose 
his way. He went up Primrose hill. "Once I went 
up Primrose hill and Primrose hill was dirty, and 
there I met a pretty maid who dropped me a curtsey. 
My face is my fortune, sir, she said." But there was 
no one there but dirty men and boys. Be good, Har- 
old, my nice, clean boy, and love James and be kind 
to him. Ask God to take care of papa and bring him 
safe over the big ocean. Kiss James and mama. 

Your loving Papa. 



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To His Wife. 

. . . We came to this delightful place (Eton) 
yesterday, and are in the midst of English school life, 
a valuable experience. There are 1,000 of the best 
English boys here from 13-19 years old. Mr. Don- 
aldson of C. P. stamp is most popular. . . . 

I went to Morning Chapel today where the smaller 
boys go — 400. One begrudges the influence of the 
school compared with the home. But it is the best 
England does with her best boys. She turns out from 
them fine men, with an unconscious and spontaneous 
enthusiasm it is good to see. . . . 

July 20. . . . The politics and the flunkeyism 
in the Church of England tires me. Yet it is fasci- 
nating. I should be hopelessly spoiled were I a 
Church of E. Bishop. So be thankful I am not as 
bad as I might be. 

. . . They said strange things about America 
which I did not like. The Bishop of London 
said we Americans were so amiable that we have 
no strong likes or dislikes or opinions. A wild gener- 
alization for an historian to make. I replied that we 
had strong friendships and opinions but that we pos- 
sessed the power of restraint and reserve. They 
don't carry a hand of steel in a glove of velvet : these 
English. I acknowledge we err on the side of amia- 
bility as a nation but we have no desire to be as 
brutal as an Englishman can be. . . . My best pic- 
ture of the Bishop of London, whom I could not re- 
member to call my Lord, is with his long legs in black 
silk stockings and silver buckles raised high, his feet 
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AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 157 

cigarette, smoking, inhaling and talking rapidly. He 
is an autocrat and manages his clergy. He is sharp 
in his criticisms. Such a man is a strong leader but 
not a sympathetic and spiritual minded Bishop and 
Father in God. Men like him because he is interest- 
ing. But I doubt whether he will ever become Arch- 
bishop of Canterbury. 

To Rev. J. W. Atwood. 

London, July 25, 1897. 
My dear Julius: 

By this time I suppose you are at Winter Harbor 
or Grindstone Neck, looking for my arrival. But 
secretly I think you are so much absorbed in admir- 
ing that fine baby of yours that you don't know 
whether I am at Bar Harbor or not. But you must 
find I am there about August 15, for we sail from 
here August 4. I have been having great times doing 
London socially and ecclesiastically. Of course I 
can't do things as you would and hob-nob with all 
sorts of great men. But in my modest way, and as 
Chaplain to the Bishop of Massachusetts, I have met 
many interesting people. This afternoon at Dr. 
Gregory's, Dean of St. Pauls, I met Stubbs, Bishop 
of Oxford. He is an interesting and decided man, 
bright and an old man, thinking Driver and 
Briggs alike in their extremes. But the majority of 
these English Bishops are well disposed towards 
Biblical criticism that is not too radical. "We spent 
two days at Fulham Palace with the Bishop of Lon- 
don and Mrs. Creighton. He is a strong, self-centered, 
able man, but rather critical and cvnical. He is a 



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new man ecclesiastically, and it remains to be seen 
how he will turn out on full trial, and how good his 
chances are for Canterbury. The evil with the Eng- 
lish Church is this hunting for promotion, as is 
shown painfully in that fine life of Magee. I have 
been trying to find out good English preachers. Boyd 
Carpenter of Eipon is fine, but the common English 
judgment is he is too fluent and lecture style. But 
it was a great sight to see him hold 2,500 in the nave 
of Canterbury for 62 minutes. Canon Eyton is a 
strong preacher, but having heard him twice today, 
he seems not a heavy weight, rather too sensational. 
Page Roberts is a strong fine preacher, and a decided 
broad Churchman with a religious temper. Scott 
Holland I heard once in a talk & once in a sermon. 
Of course he ranks high. I have not been able to 
hear Gore, he is the leader theologically and draws 
men. But they have few great preachers now in the 
Church of England. It is functions, music and work 
that characterizes the Church of England. They are 
missing it by ornate services without fine strong 
preaching. Tomorrow we go to Lambeth palace for 
a two days visit with the Archbishop & Mrs. Temple. 
He has a perpetual smile on his face since made 
Archbishop. I can't tell what goes on at the Lambeth 
Conference being confidential Chaplain. Wait until 
you hear my essay at the Twenty Club, or read the 
Encyclical. We spent a pleasant Sunday with Canon 
Mason at Canterbury, & met your friend Fremantle. 
We also spent two days delightfully at Eton with a 

Master : Donaldson. We have met nearly all 

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a Bishop myself but quite content to be a plain 
presbyter with no temptation to leggings and aprons, 
and thankful to be a eleryman in our Church in the 
IT. S. A. 

To His Brother Harcourt. 
. . . This afternoon I had an amusing visit on 
Lady Lyndhurst. She was bright and most cordial, 
showed me her pet dog and favorite sermons, and 
sent me off with her blessings and a boutoniere. She 
asked me my name once or twice and insisted that I 
was seven feet tall and that I could not be a clergy- 
man because I had hair on my face. 

To His Wife. 
. . . The Conference is drawing to a close. They 
are preparing the Encyclical. I hear a great deal 
about it. . . . It seems that with some fine excep- 
tions our American Bishops have not distinguished 
themselves so much. They have been too fresh and 
assertive. There have been some live questions at 
issue very important to the future of our relations to 
the Anglican Communion. Some wish to make the 
Archbishop of Canterbury the head for reference for 
the English, Colonial, and American Church, but 
some of our best Bishops, and I am proud of them, 
say if that is done it ends union with the Lambeth 
Conference, for we cannot accept the primacy of the 
Archbishop of Canterbury in deciding our policy 
as a Church. 

In an essay read before the Twenty Club that year 
he refers to the relations of Canterbury and the 
Church in America, as discussed at Lambeth. "We 



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are the Protestant Episcopal Church in the U. S. A. 
with a true Catholic and Apostolic origin and disci- 
pline and we bought our birthright at a dear price. 
We are absolutely independent of Canterbury and 
we are, we believe, more apostolic in our constitution 
than the Church of England, because we owe no alle- 
giance to King or Queen but are the People's church. 
. . . We need not call ourselves the American 
Church until the Christian citizens of the Republic 
by a large majority claim us as their Church. But 
let those who would thus name the Church over again 
preserve its autonomy and visit Canterbury with any 
pious pilgrimage they fancy as a shrine but not as a 
seat of Authority. . . . One returns to work in the 
American Church still more loyal to its institutional 
and national life, glad to have our American Prayer 
Book, our wide field of work and our laity. . . . 
The personal encounter with the leaders of the 
Church of England inspires one with a higher sense 
of responsibility for the development of our own 
Church by following the example of their devotion to 
public affairs." 

He returned to his parish work in September. In 
his diary we read : 

Sept. 5, 1897. . . . People are kind and cordial 
and the parish seems alive. God grant me grace to 
be more humble and spiritual-minded and good. 

Sep. 8. ... A men's supper in the Parish 
House, surprise party to me. . . . They said com- 
plimentary things of me which are scarcely true, and 
humiliating for I should be so much more of a leader. 
I hope they may say as much at my funeral. 



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Oct. 5. . . .1 feel a change of field ought to be 
made soon, although it would be very hard to leave. 
I want to get Parish into stronger conditions finan- 
cially first. Who knows that I may stay here always. 
My times and works are in thy hands. Guide and 
place me, oh Lord. 

Nov. 2. . . . Dreadful result of good govern- 
ment -movement in N. Y. . . . What are we com- 
ing to. God help our cities. 

The institutional work of the Church possessed 
great charm for Amory, and during these years this 
feature of his parish work grew immensely. He be- 
lieved that it was the only way to work in the busy 
city. The ways of the world must be taken and con- 
secrated to the service of the Church. If the city 
could attract the young the Church must. There 
must be clubs and societies ; there must be a suitable 
place where men could congregate, where they could 
do, under the shelter of the Church, many of the 
things they did in the street places. The parish al- 
ready possessed a parish house, but it was outgrown. 
The Sunday School taxed it to its utmost capacity. It 
did not meet the parish needs. If the work were to 
go on as the city demanded it, there must, among 
other things, be a new parish house. On this he fixed 
his mind and, as he went about in his ceaseless parish 
work, he talked about it and brought it into the minds 
of the people. If he only had, he used to say, such a 
plant as St. Bartholomew's or St. George's, and as- 
sistants, he would stir the whole city. 

. . . "Reading? Dear me! I am so under 
pressure for reading, that I am getting dry. Adams 



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Smith's Isaiah, Xn Institutions, Beyschlag's !N". T. 
Theology, Tennyson's Life, Church's Village Ser- 
mons, Westcott's Xn Aspects of Life, (fine), are 
some of the books I am trying to read. I have writ- 
ten an essay on the ''Beginnings of Puritanism in 
England" and am writing another on "Service". 
This, with the burden of sermons & addresses for 
coming Lent, finds me almost brainless. Still on we 
go," he wrote to his friend Atwood. 

In his diary of 1899 we read: 

Jan. 1. . . . Strange to be housed on this my 
15th anniversary as Rector but am still very weak 
with grippe. . . . Strange way of beginning year 
but have much to be thankful for, and am learning. 

Jan. 5. . . . New lesson this, for me to learn to 
be sick. Perhaps a little holding up may do me no 
harm and I may learn that One rules, and we are 
servants for Him and not masters. 

Jan. 9. . . . Dull and slow, staying so much in 
the house, not being able to rush and do things. 

Jan. 12. . . . Lawrence is a dull place to con- 
valesce in, and the feeling will come what good is one 
doing here anyway. God give me grace to elevate, 
vary and ennoble my work. 

Jan. 18. . . . suggested that we all go to 

Keith's, and what a show, vulgar, commonplace and 
shady . . . and yet this is what the people and 
the young see and like ! 

Feb. 19. . . . Very full day — not tired. Happy 
in the work. May it be the Lord's and not mine for 
his almighty blessing. 



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Mar. 3. . . . Last meeting with Confirmation 
Class in evening. Mostly young people. 29 girls and 
women — 10 young men. "39 articles." Have done 
my best in instructing them from Dec. until now, 
God bless, guard and keep them. 

Apr. 22. . . . Humbled by the greatness of the 
work here. 

June 11. . . . Congregations seem to grow 
larger but I miss those so much who don't come. God 
help them and our work. 

July 20. . . . Took lesson in Golf in afternoon. 
Pleasant to be out but learned more humility than 
Golf. 

Sept. 2. . . . Feel well and I hope well prepared 
for good work, bring Christ to people, enlarging 
Church institutional ideal — Missionary, and making 
parish life a reality and power. 

Sept. 17. . . . Things seem to start well. Much 
earlier than in city parish. But I want to do so much 
broader and deeper work and have such ideals. God 
help me for His and not my Glory. 

Oct. 19. . . . Went to see a sick child and saw 
the little thing die, pass into Paradise. How slight 
seems the hold on life here and when it is gone what 
absence. Nothing seems left but empty clay. What 
a marvelous fact that the thing left repulses and 
how we long for what has gone, — the soul. 

Oct. 26. . . . Work seems endless, and needs be- 
yond our power to supply. 

Nov. 17. . . . How does the century end! God 
guide and consecrate power and opportunity for 
Christ's Kingdom. 



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Dec. 31. . . . Preached at Methodist watch- 
meeting at 9. So ends the old year. Last year of 
19 th century and eve of 20th. Still and even flows 
our life, uneventful, many mercies and blessings and 
strength to bear strain of steady hard work in this 
parish. Somewhat and sometimes monotonous to 
carry burdens and responsibilities and cares. May 
thy presence go with us and bless us. To Thee we 
commit the past ; in Thee we trust the future. 



To His Wife, July 9th, 1899. 

We got well and safely through our great picnic. 
But, of course, we had Grace Church weather ! Never 
in the history of our picnics was such a day known. 
It began to shower lightly at 10, then, by degrees, 
heavily, then came a thunder-storm, which we did 
not much mind, and a slight respite for the sports, 
and then we returned and fled to our various homes 
through pelting showers. Mothers with babies, chil- 
dren without parents, umbrellas or coats, were round 
everywhere. They were merry, though drenched to 
the skin, and such a bedraggled crowd as came back 
you never saw. Summer hats and dresses lost fresh- 
ness to say the least. The rain we prayed for, and 
that Harold longed for, came, but we were all jolly 
and got lots of fun. It was a warm rain, and did no 
one much harm. There were no accidents, we had 
abundance of food, and plenty of willing workers, 
and we are thankful it is all well over. Now for a 
blizzard on the day of our Fair ! 






AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 165 

To Mr. James Payne. 
My dear Mr. Payne : 

Many thanks for your graphic and beautifully 
written account of Mr. Allen's first beginnings of S. 
John's. It is like a well painted picture, and will 
be valuable for history and keenly appreciated by 
Mr. Allen's friends, and theological pupils, many of 
whom read the paper, and admire Mr. Allen in his 
latter days enthusiastically. I thank you for your 
pains in writing it, your excellent style, and your re- 
markable memory. 

It is good to have a few living amongst us who 
bring living records of the beginnings of the Church 
in Lawrence within our hearing today. 

I am thankful we can keep our church up to date, 
and retain the loyalty of those who built its founda- 
tions, and so maintain its traditions unbroken with- 
out shocking any feelings. We have been most re- 
markably blessed, and I earnestly pray that God may 
continue to us the blessings of peace, prosperity and 
progress. I feel often much humbled by the great- 
ness of our work and my inefficiency. So I prize 
highly the encouragment and generous support you 
have unfailingly given me from my first to my last 
days in this Parish. It has been a good place for 
young men to come to. 

To Rev. J. W. Atwood. 

My dear Julius: 

"What labors, watchings, teachings and prayers 
will employ your days. May He ever be with you, 
in whose name you do all these good works, giving 
and scorn suspicion. But what strange conditions a 



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and that " sense sublime of something far more 
deeply interfused, whose dwelling is the light of set- 
ting suns, and the round ocean & the living air." We 
are busy with opening of societies' works, and it 
seems good to have things going again. Get hold of 
Bishop Bidding's sermons, The Revel and the Battle. 
I have on hand The World, the Subject of Redemp- 
tion, by Fremantle which I suppose you have read. 
Then I am plodding through Harnack's History of 
Dogma, wishing I had time to study the Ancient 
Pathers. How did Oxford men read so much ?" 

To Mr. F. C. McDuffie. 

My dear Mr. McDuffie : — 

I am glad to return this amazing, incoherent mass 
of insane twaddle, between the pages of the life of 
so sound and wholesome a thinker as Kingsley. His 
words and example rouse one to realize the value of 
sanctified commonsense, and warn one to present 
facts rather than theories, and to differentiate faith 
and scorn suspicion. But what strange conditions a 
teacher is thrown amongst, and what importance is 
shown for sound doctrine. I am thankful that the 
sound piety and rational wisdom of onr Church sup- 
ply such wholesome conditions, and yet resolution 
and sound understanding is necessary to keep up this 
tone. Thanks most sincerely for all your wise en- 
couragement and assistance. 

The years which Augustine Amory worked in 
Lawrence may be safely called his Ministry, al- 
though the short labor in another city was rich in re- 
sults. His Ministry at Grace Church was the ministry 



AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 167 

of his youth and middle age, the ministry of his dreams 
and vigor. Here he began and here but for three 
short years he ended his Ministry. What that minis- 
try was has been seen in his letters and his diaries. 
It was a ministry, a rectorship, a pastorate of the in- 
ner life. One asks the question, What was the secret 
of Amory's power ; and the only answer is, His inner 
life. Another asks, How he did do such remarkable 
parish work, and the answer is, that he observed the 
commands of his inner life. Another asks to see his 
plans and his principles of work. But the truth is 
they cannot be shown apart from his inner life. He 
so believed in the Ministry ; he so believed in Christ ; 
he so believed in the power of the Christian Church 
through the Christ to save men and women that he 
labored ceaselessly to bring the Church near to them. 
His ideal was Christ, his vision was Christ, his mo- 
tive was Christ, and his controlling passion was to be 
true. He did not, however, work blindly. His was 
a ministry of system. It was business-like. He 
planned his day's work carefully. He answered his 
letters promptly. He kept a strict cash account of 
all personal and parish expenses and charities and 
gifts. He believed in and labored for a business-like 
parish. On the subject of "The Offertory", he once 
said in a sermon, "How can we avoid such incongru- 
ities and inconsistencies by worthily providing in 
such ways for the extention of Christ's Kingdom 
through the parish church,, that the Offertory be an 
inspiration and a rich symbol, and not a depressing- 
fact and inadequate form ? By so symbolizing the 
presentation of the devotions of the people that the 
eyes of church people be opened to the necessity of 



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properly and adequately supporting the Church in 
business-like ways. The systematic support of our 
churches so that with dignity and precision our par- 
ishes discharge their obligations in Christlike gener- 
osity of spirit must be carefully planned and car- 
ried out. The intelligence of the people must be so 
directed to the solution of this problem of Church 
support, that no unworthy means be substituted for 
the reverence in presenting methods and money 
raised by these methods, in the public worship of 
Almighty God. I do not presume to discuss thor- 
oughly the best method of managing the finances of 
a parish. The whole church free and the worship- 
pers having a common purse, into which each first 
day of the week one puts what he or she can afford 
to save, is an attractive method. But it is not thor- 
ough, radical, or generous enough. It is inconsist- 
ent with the covenant making that lies at the basis- 
of all honorable transactions between man and man, 
and that too between man and God, as laid down in 
the Baptism vow. The Church must preserve its in- 
come as well as its expense account for the whole 
year, and enter into contracts for the work of the 
parish with guarantees for its honorable and gener- 
ous support. But another method of maintaining 
the parish, more widely used now, is preferable. The 
careful and systematic development of a pledged and 
guaranteed income in the giving of which are guar- 
anteed right and title to individual privileges in the 
church, so far as sitting and position is concerned, 
to me seems the most notable way of maintaining the 
necessary expenses of a parish. ... I am per- 
suaded that there is much value in the presenting of 



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bills for religious privileges and the raising of money 
for the maintenance of public worship, by making it 
an item of common account that should not appear 
in the Offertory. ... I am not sure but that a 
deeper sense of obligation mil thus be awakened 
where a Christian community recognizes, from the 
dignity of placing the alms upon the altar, that the 
main duty of society is to give not only relief, but to 
institute reforms and measures for improvement. In 
these days when the Church is accused of loving and 
seeking money, and when the clergy have to spend so 
much time and care in raising money, and when fi- 
nancial methods for securing it are strange and 
many, it will do no harm to bring again into promi- 
nence the lost bit of ritual of the Offertory." 

He was a strong and loyal Churchman. He be- 
lieved that the Church held the solution of the re- 
ligious problems of the future. "Like a great prophet 
and arbitrator,'' he said, speaking before an Unitarian 
society, "stands the judicious Hooker whose work on 
Ecclesiastical Polity lays strong foundations for the 
Church of England which would make it the meeting 
place of Christianity. TTe know that England must be 
protestant and free from any foreign ecclesiastical 
control to preserve her genius as a nation. . . . 
But we question whether in the extreme reaction 
against traditional religion and the Papacy an aveng- 
ing Nemesis would not inflict its penalty. ... 
The Anglo-Saxon race will always set intellect and 
conscience as sovereign. Periods of depression, in- 
tellectual, moral and religious may come. But we 
are a serious people. The vein of righteousness is in 
the blood. . . . But as a people we shall be inclu- 



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sive in our religious comprehensiveness. The age of 
sectarian divergences is past. That of constructive 
Christianity is at hand. The general increase of sym- 
pathy is marked. I stand amongst you today on this 
common ground of sympathy, gained in the repro- 
duction and improvement of the Elizabethan Age, 
in our Victorian Age. I am a strong Churchman, 
stronger and wiser, I trust, in my conclusions, as my 
Ministry continues. The Vestments, the Prayer 
Book, the ecclesiastical system which such men as 
Hooper, Bp. of Gloucester, rejected and the great re- 
formers denounced as chains of oppression and Sa- 
tan's magic robe, and enchanter's cloak of darkness 
and engines of popery, I accept, use, and rejoice in. 
You may not understand nor sympathize with me 
as an Episcopalian. But I urge that I am more than 
an Episcopalian. I am an American Churchman, 
with a System, Use, and Liturgy which in the intellec- 
tual and religious development of this nation will, as 
in the past, so in the future, commend itself for liber- 
ty, breadth and adaptiveness as ever more popular.' 1 
This reverence for the Church and for holy things 
grew in him as he grew. It had always been a part 
of him. He never either in his study or in his house, 
or sacristy put so much as a piece of paper upon the 
Holy Bible. Nothing should be placed upon it to 
cover it. To see the Bible hidden under papers or 
books pained him. He had the habit of always taking 
off his hat when passing his Church. Grace Church 
had grown so dear to him he could not help it ; it was 
a very sacrament to him. The same sense of reverence 
for great truths impelled him to salute the national 
colors, to bare his head when at the ballot box he 



AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 171 

prepared his vote. He was unfailingly courteous 
to all. "He always takes off his hat to me," said one 
girl, "even when I have my dinner pail." "I love 
him," said another, "because he is so common." He 
has a delicious sense of humor, could quickly set 
people at ease, was ready at repartee, and skilful at 
turning a sally, facile in conversation, and an in- 
spirer of good nature. 

His own fondness for the mountains and outdoor 
life led him to establish Recreation Grounds on the 
hanks of the Merrimack a little way out of the city. 
Here, mothers could take their children and spend 
the summer afternoons, and men and boys could have 
their games. 

Amory had an extraordinary power of comforting 
the bereaved and afflicted. He seemed to know just 
what to say. Widows, mothers, the fatherless never 
forgot what he said. "He seemed to lift me right up." 
It was, be it repeated, the inner life of the man. He 
was living as he was believing, living the ideal which 
he faced, and the vision which was shining upon his 
life. This came out in his preaching. He was an 
earnest preacher, scholarly and thoughtful, never as 
good, though, in a written sermon as in his sermons 
•of extemporaneous delivery. Full as his written 
sermons were of thoughtful material, and serious as 
he was, he could not entirely forget himself. "If I 
could only free myself of this self-consciousness of 
mind," he was wont to say. He had injured his voice 
hy constant leading of the Sunday School in its sing- 
ing, and this fact accounts for some of his difficulty. 



172 A MEMOIR OF 

Gkoton School, Groton, Mass. 
Dear Gus. 

Mountains of work loom up ahead of me this morn- 
ing, but not a bit of it will be touched until I have 
written you a line to thank you for the best sermon 
we have had in the chapel for a long time, one of the 
best we have ever heard. It stirred and touched me 
personally very deeply, and gave me a good lift up- 
wards. Very many of the boys have spoken of it to 
me and it pleased me that they did so ; for you made 
no attempt to come down to their level but called 

them up to your high plane . 

Very affectionately yours, 

Sherrakd Billings. 

But in his sermons and his communion addresses 
without manuscript he was remarkable. There is 
where his strength lay as a preacher. "When he 
preaches without notes he is the finest I ever heard," 
one of his elder parishioners observed. He was strong. 
The words poured out of his mouth like a torrent. 
He was free with his message, filled with passion, 
magnetic with the Spirit. "You just want to open 
the flood gates," he remarked to a trembling curate. 
To tell the truth he was his own message. "I should 
not care if Mr. Amory merely said A. B. C. when 
he gets up there in the pulpit. It would be a great 
sermon for he would be behind it." This feeling of 
one was the feeling of all. People felt instinctively 
that they were in the presence of character and saint- 
liness. One of the surest evidences that he left his 
impress upon the people is the fact that you will hear 
the words again and again, "Mr. Amory used to say." 



AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 173 

He was a leader in a quiet way among the city 
clergy. He took part in the ministers' meetings, was 
the President of the Board of Directors of the Young 
Men's Christian Association, and an active adviser 
in the city institutions. A public reception once giv- 
en to him by the men of his parish was attended by 
the Rectors of the strongest Roman Catholic 
churches. His interest in civic affairs made him an 
officer in the Good Government Association, and the 
originator of a Coffee House in Lawrence. 

It is therefore not surprising that this man left 
behind him a wonderful work done in his city. For 
twenty years in city and suburb he went about doing 
good, as minister of God, priest of the Church, pas- 
tor of the people, manly, forceful, gentle, pure. When 
they speak of Amory they all speak the same way. 

"So another Lent has begun graciously" — he wrote 
in his diary of 1901. "My 21st in the Ministry — 
ordained Deacon in 1880, and all that time in near- 
ly one field. 3 years assistant and in charge of St. 
Paul's, No. Andover, and entering my 18th year as 
Rector. God forgive, guide, teach, and improve me. 
I feel as if I had only begun the work." 

Feb. 23. . . . May I keep these Lenten rules: 1. 
Don't count numbers. 2. Half hour's devotion ev- 
ery morning and 5 minutes daily- quiet prayers in 
Church. 3. Devotion and recollectedness in service. 
4. Do best in preparing sermons and don't worry 
afterwards. 5. Lead talk in parish calls to spiritual 
subjects. 

Mar. 3. . . . What a lot of talking and preach- 
ing. Be sure you teach yourself. 



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Apr. 16. . . . Parish in sound financial order- 
God grant also in sound moral and spiritual. 

May 7. . . . We are in an international snare. 
May success make us solemn and wise. 

May 18. . . .A beautiful spring-like day doing 
one's heart good. A feast of beauty and song. Let 
us trust God in every Winter of our discontent and 
be patient in slow breaking of Spring. 

June 5. . . . How inspiring our services are ! 
How good we ought to be ! How long will it last ? To 
thine honor, oh Lord, be all done. 

July 11. . . . God help and direct. Why do 
such troubles come in our lot ? We trust God always, 
but it seems so strange at times for a child one loves 
better than one's own life. 

July 20. . . . Take me not away till I have told 
Thy truth to this generation and built Thy Church 
for those to come. 



CHAPTER X. 

That such a work as Augustine Amory was accom- 
plishing in the city of Lawrence should not be inter- 
rupted was a natural judgment. No one had ever 
thought of Grace Church without him. That he 
would go away was undreamed. It was inconceivable 
by his parishioners, and as a matter of fact they nev- 
er understood it. They could only see his duty to 
them. They were able to picture him only as he had 
been to them. When in this last year of his ministry 
in Lawrence he did give up his work and go into 
another parish they never realized what it meant to 
Amory. But his letters and his diary show. 

July 13. . . .1 was perplexed by receiving a 

letter from , proposing to give my name for St. 

Stephens Ch., Lynn, where they want a Rector. Could 
hardly say no at once, and yet could I say yes with 
parish doing as it is and giving $1,450 already to new 
diocese ! 

When he was at Bar Harbor for his vacation that 
Summer the Clerk of St. Stephen's Parish sent him a 
letter telling him of his unanimous call to the Rector- 
ship of that parish. 

Aug 6. . . . Tired and perplexed. God help and 
guide me for Christ and His Church. 

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To His Brother Harcourt. 

St. Stephen's, Lynn, has come upon the field of my 
life, as you will see by the enclosed letter telling me 
of my election. Everything has been done in the 
most courteous way. Their action shows me honor 
and confidence. It seems to me more than at first 
that I should consider this most seriously. . . . 
The question comes, often, can I do more in Law- 
rence than I am now doing: have I not got my work 
there into that condition so that I can do nothing 
more than maintain it ? Would not new conditions 
develop new methods and character in me and my 
work ? It seems disloyal to the parish that has been 
my life, to consider this as an open question; but I 
am a servant of the Church and not of one parish, 
and must consider where I can put in my work most 
usefully to the work at large. . . . This is all very 
unsettling and perplexing. 

Aug. 26. . . . Quiet moments in Church when 
before the Altar the decision came to leave my dear 
work here for a new field. God leads. 

To Miss Packard. 

My dear Miss Marcia: — 

After your most kind and pathetic appeal, it 
grieves me sorely to tell you the decision, that a com- 
manding sense of duty has compelled me to accept the 
call to St. Stephen's Parish, Lynn, and to resign my 
work in our beloved Grace Church Parish. In all 
my deliberations the thought of you and Miss Mary 
has weighed heavily in the balance. Your words "but 
not to Lynn," have been a warning as to what my 



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people will say. I wish I could have a long talk with 
you (I will at dinner the second Sunday in Septem- 
ber) to tell you all my reasons. The field of that big 
city of Lynn attracts me. That the people of S. Ste- 
phen's are sinners like all of us, and awry like many, 
has challenged me to do the Master's work amongst 
them and for that big second-class city, so full of 
teeming, American life, I shall have hard problems. 
But I like the venture, and it is for the Master and 
His Church. If ever Grace Church is to be left to 
take a new start, now is the time, when everything is 
in fine condition, and all are in such harmony. And 
some day you and Miss Mary will come to Lynn. Ah ! 
God bless all our dear people and keep them. I am 
convinced that this step is my duty, only it will be so 
hard to face all those dear people, who think I have 
done wrong in going. But I must preach the Gospel 
in other places also, for therefore am I sent. And I 
have not chosen the easiest field, for it were pleasant- 
er to stay when all are saying such kind and unde- 
served words. I reach Lawrence Sept. 7th, Mrs. 
Amory on Sept. 13th. The 19th we go to California. 
The last two Sundays in October I shall preach in 
Lawrence, hold my closing service All Saints' Day, 
and begin in Lynn the first Sunday in November. 

I am anxious our people shall understand my mo- 
tives and reasons in leaving. So I am preparing a 
pastoral letter to be sent to them early next week. 

To Mr. James Payne. 

My dear Mr. Payne: — 

I grieve to add any anxiety to you and my dear 
friends of Grace Church Parish, and to rob your long 



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days of any such pleasure as Mrs. Amory and I can 
bring. But I find it my duty to accept the call to S. 
Stephen's, Lynn, and to resign my charge of Grace 
Church Parish, committed to me by you and others 
more than seventeen years ago. But I have given 
Lawrence half my ministry, and feel impelled to 
work for Christ and His Church in another field. 
You have all trained me for work in big American 
cities. I have a lot of vitality and want to try my 
ministry in that big and vigorous city of Lynn. I am 
convinced the Church has a mission there, and I want 
to preach and work there. Grace Church knows now 
how to work, and has a well organized and harmoni- 
ous body of workers. If ever a change is to come, 
now is the time ; and I am sure you will find, even in 
your day, a change that may bring new life. But the 
pain to me and Mrs. Amory is severe and the sorrow 
great, in this change. You have all stood by us in 
our sorrows and blessings, and we love Grace Church, 
and honor Lawrence. 

Aug. 28. . . . This day I wrote my letter of ac- 
ceptance of St. Stephen's, Lynn, and of resignation of 
Grace Church, Lawrence. Most important decision 
of my professional life. Extraordinary change after 
18 years of pastoral service in Lawrence winning 
love and devotion of the people. But I must preach 
in other places, try my ministry elsewhere, go into a 
stirring American city where conditions are hard and 
opportunities large. I have been impelled to do what 
is hardest. God keep and bless me. Realize in the 
mauvais quart d'heure what is involved. My peo- 
ple! 



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Sept. 1. . . . Gave myself to the new work that 
Christ may be in me and I in Him. Oh, help and 
lead me, oh God, and bless all I minister to. 

Sept. 7. . . . The whole city, man, woman and 
child, some say, regret my going. Eegrets and re- 
proaches that I am going. Such tribute so undeserved 
and unexpected. The city as well as parish holds me 
by the feet. 

To His Wife, Sept. 9. 

Yesterday was a glorious day, as is also today, and 
God's inspiring power for a hard but sacred day. It 
was like attending my own funeral. I was greeted 
by the notice for a special meeting, on the church 
doors for next Friday "to take action on the resigna- 
tion of the Rector." But the services were blessed 
and I got through well. The choir is singing too 
well. How can I get on without this, and our good 
hearted organist? Varney starts in well, and has 
planned all his music until Christmas. The reproach- 
ful, sad looks and welcomes are most trying and at 
every turn people ask, how can I leave ? The whole 
city holds on to my feet. It is humbling indeed, for 
I have not done much but live my life here ; but it is 
a blessed period in any man's life. I only hope when 
all is over there may be some good things to be said by 
the Master at my last Judgment. None but He knows 
how much the more there will be to pardon, but we 
love Him and glorify Him all the more for what He 
forgives. I am certainly needed in Lynn, if I can 
succeed in touching them all. But what loyalty and 
affection I am sacrificing here. As I talk with peo- 
ple my decision commends itself to their judgment, 



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but not to their affections. Some, however, think I 
have no right to leave the city or the church. But 
our conscience is in God's and not man's keeping. 

Sept. 13. . . . It made me all seem strange and 
depressed. But clearly my large duty and mission- 
ary chance, and Christ is with me and this work left 
here. 

Sept. 15. . . . Services sad, hard and blessed. 
Seems like my own funeral. Everyone sad and 
kind. . . . Seems impossible I am to break away 
and leave it for new work. But it is God's way and 
an Apostolic Ministry. 

Sept. 17. . . . They think my leaving Lawrence 
is like Pres. McKinley's untimely death by assassina- 
tion. I did not think it would move the city or cost 
so much, and I have done nothing but try so unsuc- 
cessfully according to my ideals to be a good minister, 
giving life and love to the parish and city. 

The General Convention was held in San Francisco 
in the Autumn of this year and Amory went as a 
Deputy. He wrote about his trip enthusiastically. 

"What a trip we shall have taken! Yesterday 
capped the climax with mighty Mt. Shasta in sight 
for about four hours, growing nearer until we came 
within six miles, and turning round its two sides, 
revolving about it on the winding track like a top ! 
Words cannot express its grandeur 14,440 feet from 
the sea, with splendid rocks, and white snow. I don't 
believe any mountain is seen so perfectly by rail as 
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and what Brooks says every man should see before 
lie dies — and I think so if he wants to measure this 
round world and look into the western old world's 
face, — the Pacific Ocean. We saw its wonders near 
the Golden Gate, with the bare colored hills or moun- 
tains rising sheer up like great cliffs. I went out 
with the Lawrences through this queer, motley San 
Francisco, a great, overgrown, coarse and gaudy iSTew 
York, weedy and cheap, but strong and rich. Flow- 
ers everywhere — Fuchsias in big clumps, heliotropes 
like shrubs, geraniums like hedges, roses in full 
bloom, and jessamine and other new vines running 
about the houses. It is lovely, bright weather, with 
chilly, foggy changes in the afternoon. — 

It is good fun, but we must be home October 22nd 
for our final wrench/' 

After his return from the Convention he remained 
in Lawrence only a few days. It was hard for him 
to stay at all. 

Oct. 27. . . . Such a day: last Sunday in my 
beloved parish of a Ministry from the beginning Sept. 
1880. How can I go ! My life work seems here. 
And I love the people so. And they are so loyal and 
true. All the city. . . . What fruits of my Minis- 
try. God keep them. ... A hearty full congrega- 
tion at evening service. One of those I love so much. 
Preached with a full heart. God keep me and send 
me forth to preach a work. What a crown to my 
Ministry all this. How little deserved ! What a 
blessed Ministry! 

In his sermon on that last day he said, "So be- 
loved, as we meet occupied in the things of God and 



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consulting with each other regarding His Holy 
Church on this critical day in the life of our parish 
and ourselves, we need this reminder that we must 
not live by bread only, however necessary that may 
be, but by every word of God, — obedient to the word 
of God, striving to make form, ceremony and doctrine 
the open avenue of God's spirit into our spirit, en- 
deavoring that each hour of prayer and worship 
should be a communion with our Heavenly Father, 
our companionship with the Master. We have walked 
together as pastor and people for many a year. God 
has made His word bread to our souls and has guided 
us into the ways of everlasting life. . . . Remem- 
ber, I beseech you, what the Church stands for in our 
public national life. It is the Kingdom of God con- 
quering and transforming the kingdoms of men, that 
all may live by the spirit, and serve God with a con- 
science, mind and heart. The missionary enthusiasm 
of the Church is its very life breath. Do not try to 
turn the stones of sectarian differences into bread but 
live on the word of God. For this Grace Church has 
always stood with the welfare and interests of the 
city as well as the parish as its concern. But we stand 
also for definite and strong worship and doctrine. 
This Church has always stood for liberty and not par- 
tisanship. All schools of thought and emotional 
methods of worship within range of the historic 
usages of our Church have been honored and wel- 
comed here. For man lives by the word of God 
spoken to his own soul. . . . The Book of Common 
Prayer, the general welcome to all at the Lord's Ta- 
ble, to the free use of the same rites and ceremonies 
for every parishioner as a servant and child of God, 






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make the Church the genuine and safe democratic 
institution of modern days. ... A change is com- 
ing in the use Christian people make of our churches. 
If sittings are rented or reserved, it is done more 
with a sense of hospitality towards all who will wor- 
ship together in hearing the word of God. The time 
is coming when our churches shall be kept open as the 
House of Prayer for all people. This you will prac- 
tice successfully. In your keeping is the future of 
this parish and its service for the fellowship of this 
heterogeneous city. — The parish of a manufacturing 
city where all sorts and conditions find a home has 
been our cherished ideal together. With no suspicion 
of cliques or divisions, all being of one heart and 
mind, seeking not his own but each other's good, 
you will obey ever the word of God that this may be 
the House of Prayer for all people, the centre of 
work for all needs. The poor you will welcome that 
you may aid them in their worthy poverty, into in- 
dependence. The weak and erring you will seek out 
and bring in as souls for whom Christ died. The ig- 
norant you will gather and instruct. The peculiar 
and odd people you will be patient with and guide, 
knowing the mercies and compassions of God our 
Saviour towards His erring, misguided and ignorant 
followers. But, beloved, ye are to be a holy people, 
standing as lights in the world in your several gen- 
erations. There has been a dignity as of the order 
of God amongst those ranked in the fellowship of 
this parish, that has conferred an unspeakable bless- 
ing throughout all its history. Those who have 
heard the word of God and kept it, who have been 
nourished with the bread of life, have made the 



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name of this church synonymous with purity, hon- 
esty, reverence and dignity of life. Neither money, 
fashion nor social prominence has given rank, but 
character. . . . We meet today, beloved, at the 
Lord's Table to receive Him into our hearts as the 
word that preserves us in unbroken fellowship for- 
ever. Alone on the mount we see Him, now trans- 
figured in the glory of his resurrection life, the 
everlasting word of God with peace, strength, coun- 
sel, pardon, comfort, ready for every need. Whether 
we go or stay He is ever with us, giving courage in 
duty, light in darkness, peace in conflict and labor. 
Keep closer to God. In His keeping rest calm and 
brave. But resist the temptation of letting any lux- 
ury of faith stand credit for energy of service and 
readiness of obedience. Here we consecrate our- 
selves to whatever duty he calls us. Yours is close 
at hand. Not one word, purpose or plan so carefully 
instituted here must be allowed by your faint hearted- 
ness or carelessness to drop. Maintain the standards 
of worship, ministry and work in this parish to 
which it has attained. . . . I go bound in the 
spirit to work still with you in a not far distant field 
with the confidence that we serve the same Master, 
are led by the same Heavenly Father and shall be 
ever kept by the same loving spirit, until we all meet 
at the white throne to give an account of the works 
done in the body." 






CHAPTEK XL 

His last service in Lawrence was on All Saints* 
Day. "It was rather heart-breaking work. But 
what a blessed privilege to be pained in such parting. 
Suppose they were glad! I, too, at the leaving!" This 
was Friday. The next day, All Souls' Day he began 
his Ministry in Lynn. 

'Nov. 3. "God bless me in this new work and sec- 
ond volume of my life." "The Christ is here. And 
I know friends were praying for us." 

. Leaving Lawrence was like cutting off his right 
hand, Amory once remarked; but he was not the 
kind of man to bear down under his pain. "I am in 
the right place and I know it," he told a friend. 

The city of Lynn is another great manufacturing 
centre. Lawrence is a textile city ; Lynn, a shoe city. 
The latter city, like the former, presented the kind 
of field that Amory preferred. It was crowded and 
busy ; masculine, challenging and virile. 

He began as he had begun twenty years ago : work 
was his delight. The new streets bewildered him; 
picking his way in and out of the strange city, going 
into strange houses seemed queer and curious. For 
so many years he had walked in one city, the city 
which had been his own, that it was no easy matter 
learning the details of an untried place. But he 
went at it vigorously, and it soon became plain to 

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him. "God bless and help and guide me. Oh, Mas- 
ter, make me Thy Ambassador/' he prayed. One 
woman said, "I hope we shall like yon." "You've 
got to," replied Amory. The record reads that they 
loved him. A new spirit was awakened at once in 
the parish. Fresh life began to appear. The Sun- 
day School, the organizations, the city, felt it. A 
boy choir was revived. New guilds and clubs were 
added. The Rectory was beautified. As in Law- 
rence so in Lynn: Amory did not confine his labors 
to his parish. Lie gave himself to the city, also. 
Righteousness in every department of life was one 
of his watchwords. Whatever promoted enlightened 
government and wise charities interested him. He 
joined the Board of Associated Charities and the 
Civic League. "He promoted the formation of the 
Ministers' Union for the creation of a closer bond of 
brotherhood among the Clergy of the city, and for 
mutual helpfulness in their common work. He was 
the founder of the Whiting Club, the purpose of 
which is to promote an intelligent interest in the 
moral, educational and social problems of the day." 
He plunged freely and with apparently increased 
energy into this, his second work, as if to accomplish 
at once the work of twenty years. The response and 
enthusiasm of the people were remarkable. People 
began to come out to church. A new influence began 
to radiate from St. Stephen's as its pastor pursued 
his increasing round of calls and duties, the same in- 
fluence which told with such striking force in Law- 
rence. He quickly gained the confidence of the peo- 
ple, because he did his duty honestly as a minister. 
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ones. With his new and pressing activities he could 
not break his former ties. He was still the pastor of 
his first parish in a marked way. 

To J. W. B. 

December 27, 1901. 
My dear John — 

Thank you so much for your lovely calendar, and 
its sweet message of peace and sunshine. I shall keep 
it on my desk through this new year of strange ex- 
periences as a suggestion of peace from God, to those 
who try to do His will. Some time when I see you 
in my library, you must tell me where that lovely 
spot is, on earth or in some possible Paradise. I was 
sorry to lose your visit. It was good in you to come 
and most magnanimous. I am sure you will come 
again and cheer me in my new field. . . . Now, 
John, be as brave as I have been and know I have 
done right in coming to work in this American city. 
Then if you love me and honor my work in Law- 
rence, be loyal and helpful to my successor, and put 
your strength in Grace Church. I depend on your 
prayer and thought for self-sacrificing support of that 
noble parish and beautiful work. Be patient, sympa- 
thetic and steadfast in loyalty to me. Am I egotistical 
in asking this ? It is because I love and honor you. 
I am glad you take my place in the Monday Night 
Club as the travelled member. Keep up my tradi- 
tions. 

Feb. 19, 1903. 
My dear Moulton: — 

I have wished many times that I could show my 
abiding affection for Grace Church Parish, Lawrence, 



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and my sympathy in the work, by giving something 
to reduce the debt still remaining on the Church Im- 
provements. But I have not been able to do so. Yet 
now I am glad to find it possible to send you the en- 
closed cheque for one hundred dollars to be applied 
immediately to the reduction of the Church Debt, 
and to no other purpose. 

"I am wearing on/' he wrote, "and feel the raw- 
ness and strangeness of my work a little more than 
at first as the novelty wears off. Yet the work to be 
done here is a challenge of cheerful efficiency, for 
Lynn surely needs the Church if she will open her 
mind wide enough to let the Church in. Where the 
work is hard there we are needed." 

"L is between Lynn and Dedham this rainy 

day. And I fear she may not get so much benefit as 
the crops. I did pray for rain publicly and I shall 
give thanks publicly. I think prayer is more than 
getting things. To me it is putting needs and 
thoughts in contact with the mind and will of God 
in frank and filial communion. And I don't see 
where the line can be drawn between things we pray 
for and things we don't pray for. In any case man's 
wants are put under God's will." 

The character of Amory's ministry in Lynn was 
of a piece with that of his ministry in Lawrence. 
Perhaps in a measure it was marked by increased 
energy. He put into the work his twenty years ex- 
perience. He saw that his parish could be brought 
to the front and he redoubled his activity and forced 
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doing. The result was phenomenal, but Amory ought 
not to have done it. Wonderful as his powers were, 
they could not endure the strain. Keen eyes could 
see that he was calling upon his body for more 
than it could give. He was cautioned. It was sug- 
gested to him that he go away for a year's rest. "No," 
he said, "it would kill me to stop this work." "I 
could not rest and see another work." It was told 
him that he could not live and do what he was doing. 
"Then I'll die with the armor on," he replied. "I 
will not be idle." And it was so: Amory died at his 
post. At the close of one winter day of great activity, 
he left the house of a sick man for his own home. He 
was a long distance from home, and there was a 
blinding snow storm. It occurred to him that he 
could cross Flax Pond on the ice and save many steps. 
They told him that the ice was strong. While cross- 
ing, the ice gave way and he fell into the water. 
There was no one to help and it was a struggle to 
keep from sinking till he could pull himself upon the 
firm ice. He stopped at a parishioner's house, 
changed his clothing and went home. After his sup- 
per he held service in the church. After the service 
he attended a meeting of one of the Guilds. He made 
light of the accident. But the people knew that his 
escape had been miraculous, and that he had been in 
the jaws of death. Great was their thanksgiving 
that he was spared to them. The Mothers, — a society 
which he had started, — brought him a purse of money 
as a memorial of thanksgiving to God. The beauti- 
ful Altar Cross was given as another token of grati- 
tude. 

He seems to have referred to his accident in a ser- 



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mon which he preached soon after, on The Greatness 
of God's Gentleness. "Sometimes wonderful sur- 
prises of God's goodness and gentleness humble us as 
we recall with shame our fear and doubt. A great 
deliverance from the very gate of death when the door 
into the other life swung on its hinges and we looked 
inside, makes us realize the swiftness and power of 
that gentle hand that leads down to the grave and up 
again." 

The Rector resumed his work. Confirmation was 
approaching and the class was an unusual one. Easter 
was near, and he had asked for a big offering. There 
was much to be done. But his physical strength had 
received too severe a blow. The grippe seized him, 
and in some way or other an old wound had been 
opened in the upper right lung. He was forced to re- 
linquish his work and place himself under the care of 
his physician. His parish granted him a nine months* 
leave of absence, but he was too ill to go away. He 
would stay at home, rest in his house, and manage 
the parish quietly, he said. 

Last Letters to his Brother Harcourt. 

Lynn, February, 1904. 
I meant to have come for short time to Boston to- 
day. I shall not go until Tuesday. I have been 
struggling out of the physically depressing results of 
grippe all this last week, and am better, but not yet 
strong nor up to the mark, and am much disgusted at 
myself. I have taken life indolently, eating and 
sleeping, and keeping out as much as possible. I have 
been able to do all necessary church work, and yes- 
terday preached twice, and conducted a Confirmation 



AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 191 

Class also. I have no ache or pain, only some re- 
mains of the grippy cough, and am just waiting for 
a spark of Promethean fire to make me buoyant 
again. I gave up going to Groton last week, and to 
Fall River this week, my first breaks of engagements 
to preach since I have been in the Ministry. 

Lynn, March 2nd, 1904. 
Thank you for your good letters of caution. And a 
family council is worth a great deal. But it is strange 
that last night I slept sound, one of my best since I 
have been sick, and today my appetite has been the 
best yet, and my grippy cough has almost gone. This 
afternoon I thoroughly enjoyed a two hours walk in 
the sun and air. I fill in between meals with extras, 
and have not an ache or pain. I will consult the 
doctor if I don't mend rapidly. I do take naps 
in the day time, and am making my general pace 
slow. As for going away, if I follow this rest sensi- 
bly at home, it will do as well. And you must re- 
member that I have Confirmation Sunday morning, 
March 20th, with an important class of about forty 
(there were fifty) candidates. I am sure if I use 
prudence and discretion, and cut off unnecessary 
duties, I shall come out right. And let the family 
know that unless there comes decided improvement, 
I will consult the doctor again. But I am doing 
what he told me when he last saw me. P. S. I don't 
like this, it is tough discipline for Lent. 

Lynn, March 4, 1904. 
I don't want R. to think me neglectful of my own 
best interests — I try to be as careful as I can — So this 
afternoon I went to see the doctor — He gave me a 



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thorough examination and found my breathing appa- 
ratus in perfect order. He said I was suffering from 
the consequences of the grippe — had still a little tem- 
perature, and high pulse. 

But this enforced laziness and indolence is mighty 
hard just now. I am bound to be so prudent as to 
break it up soon. The doctor did not advise going 
away. He thought I should keep within reach of Dr. 
Payson Clark. I feel that my throat is better. I asked 
him if this was the result of my falling into the 
pond. He thought it might be partly responsible for 
it. This is my next bulletin. It is good to know you 
are all interested in my condition. I hope it will 
soon be more inspiringly interesting. 

Lynn, March 6, 1904. 
I have been having a most dull but profitable time, 
as I have done nothing but rest in the house. My 
temperature Saturday was 101, and my pulse high. 
The doctor said it was necessary for me to rest. I 
fortunately found a young graduate of the School, 
studying in Harvard for a Ph. D. to take the Services, 
and help out my Curate. So I came out well in this 
way. It is a most trying interruption. But the only 
thing is to get well now without dallying. My tem- 
perature today I have got down to 100. I am doing 
all that can be done. So I have nothing to complain 
about, and shall be better for the whole business. But 
it is of all times the hardest to have this condition 
come. 

Lynn, March 13, 1904. 
The doctors gave their reports just after you left. 
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lung. This has developed in the last two or three 
days, as a result of the depressed condition caused by 
the grippe. While the acute condition lasts, I am to 
keep very quiet, eat all I can digest, sleep, get fresh 
air, and have a nurse. Then I suppose it means a 
long rest from work. You may imagine how I feel. 
I hoped this would not happen to me. But we have 
caught it at the beginning. All regard this trouble 
hopefully, and we will make the best of it. Come up 
again soon. Poor Harold is troubled at my having a 
nurse, it makes me seem to him so sick. I feel com- 
fortably, and leave the future in God's hands. 

His Last Letter to His Brother. 

Lynn, March 20th, 1904. 
"While William is preaching and confirming I am 
taking my outing (over two hours) lying all covered 
up warm, and every window open so that this fine 
March wind blows all over me. It is a delicious sick 
treatment. This is my best day, temp. 99, pulse 
lower. But I'm mighty thin being in bed so long, 
and rather weak, but with my senses, and a capital 
appetite. I know the doctor will prudently be very 
slow in letting me up. This is a mighty hard day to 
be in bed, but as I can do nothing else and am under 
the Master's orders, it is the best thing to do. Moul- 
ton, of Grace Church, Lawrence, relieved me greatly 
by offering to come to give last instructions to my 
Class of 57 (there were 50 from St. Stephen's, and 
7 from St. John's, Saugus,) baptise 9 candidates, 
and present them today to the Bishop for Confirma- 
tion. That took a great weight off my mind. My 
Curate has returned. So all things work out. People 



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are most kind and solicitous in every way. My room 
is a greenhouse, with flowers, some even from Law- 
rence. So perhaps this will help our work. Will you 
subscribe for me for the London Spectator. My sub- 
scription ran out, and I forgot to renew it. Also can 
you tell Bartlett to send me last two volumes, just out, 
of American Revolution, by Trevelyan. G.'s lamp is 
fine. 



He dictated the following letter to the members of 
his Confirmation Class : 

My attack of the grippe interrupts, unfortunately, 
the last preparations of our class for confirmation. I 
regret this very much. But as it is unavoidable, and 
I must do all I can to get strong again fast, I must 
depend on you for continuing your own preparation 
for your confirmation. Remember it is your conse- 
cration to Christ for loyal and devoted service in His 
Church. It is to make yourself useful in the Church 
and the world for spreading the Kingdom of Christ. 
With these thoughts and resolutions, I know the day 
of your confirmation will be a glad and blessed day. 

I shall not be able to meet the class Sunday after- 
noon, nor baptise those who are to be baptised on Sun- 
day evening. 

Under the circumstances, I think the only safe plan 
to make is to have the whole class meet me in the 
church Saturday afternoon, March 19, at 4 P. M. I 
will then give the last instructions about confirmation, 
tell about the service, give tickets for reserved seats to 
each candidate for the Sunday morning service, and 
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have not been baptised. I hope by that time to be 
well enough to meet you all. 

Meantime, with deep regrets that anything concern- 
ing me should interrupt your preparation, I shall 
keep each one of you in my prayers, and beg you will 
be earnest and loyal in thus preparing yourself for 
this high and noble service of the Master in the 
Church of God. I shall hope to meet every member of 
the class Saturday, March 19, in the church at 4 
P.M. 

But he could not get well. The call to another 
work had come. On Easter day he lay upon his bed 
and heard the chimes peal out their triumphant song. 
The Wardens brought him the news of the greatest 
offering St. Stephen's had ever made. How deeply 
and strongly the people loved him he was assured by 
numberless tokens. But before the Easter Octave had 
sounded, he was in the presence of his Vision. He 
entered into Life on Saturday, April 9, 1904, in the 
end of the Sabbath as it began to dawn toward the 
first day of the week. 

On the morning of April 12th he was buried from 
his church. The service throughout was a shout of 
victory. The day began with dismal clouds and rain. 
But at the funeral hour the sun came out and the 
shadows fled away. 



CHAPTEE XII. 

Greater than any words in this book was Angnstine 
Heard Amory. "His memory is as music/' and he 
was like his memory. When a man's life has been 
lived, and the sharpness of his passing is over, his fel- 
lows see in his absence with true view what sort of a 
man he was. Strong and hearty, deep and real, were 
the words men said of Amory. Thus they spoke : 

"A thousand homes are sad today at this awful 
news that comes from Lynn and, among them, none 
can feel the loss more keenly than our little household 
that has had so many and frequent manifestations of 
the kind regard of your sainted dead ! 

To me, Mr. Amory was the one ideal. No word 
of mine or of any man can fitly eulogize him ; for his 
whole life left nothing to be said. 

How brief in years and how old in deeds. How 
absolutely adequate in every way. How rich the 
world was yesterday with him, and how bare and emp- 
ty now, only those can feel who knew him well. Moth- 
er, my sister and I, send you our deepest sympathy 
in this hour of sorrow and pray the All- Wise may 
comfort you in your great distress." 

" It is a blessing to have known one who could truly 
be called a saint, one who could not be even casually 

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met without leaving the thought that here was holi- 
ness. This was what everyone felt in the presence of 
Mr. Amory. With all his simplicity and merriment, 
and all unknown to himself, there was something 
shining forth from him which made all restlessness, 
all worldliness and unworthiness, shrink away before 
him. Oh, that we might have had him longer !" 

"I loved him profoundly, and so did everybody who 
knew him. His was one of the finest, sweetest na- 
tures and full of a lofty spirituality." 

"To me it is the loss of a personal friend of twenty- 
five years, whom it was always a delight to meet. An 
engaging manner, a sweetness of disposition, a warm 
heart and an interesting mind, these were qualities 
prominent in him and made all intercourse with him 
a joy. Such was he to all of us who have known him 
in the Club and in the relations of work and friend- 
ship." 

"I know how well Mr. Amory did his great work 
in Lawrence, and how finely fitted he was for Chris- 
tian service at Lynn or indeed anywhere. He was 
alike devoted in his study and in his parish life. His 
motives were broad and pure, and his heart drifted 
at once toward the cause of the sick and the troubled. 
What could God ask for in a minister which was not 
in him V 

"I was inexpressibly shocked at Gus' death. The 
years but made him dearer to me ; and I shall sadly 
miss him, not only at the dinner-club where we 



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met regularly, but in my not infrequent thought of 
him in the future. 

He had to me a certain distinction of individuali- 
ty. Other men have high standards and live up to 
them, too ; but these standards are largely ethical. 
His on the other hand was purely religious. In what 
he had to do with men he was always consciously or 
unconsciously a follower of Christ. That was his 
ideal and to that he held unswerving. 

The heritage of such a life is of the first value to 
a community and not less because its far-reaching 
effects cannot be seen or exactly measured." 

"How much emptier the world is, devoid of that 
fine, true, loyal spirit, the high example of all things 
Christian." 

"He was so absolutely full of the spirit of his Mas- 
ter, so helpful and uplifting to all who were privi- 
leged to know him and so altogether lovely, — I say 
meeting with him is a precious memory." 

"E"o one to whom I have ever spoken of him seemed 
able to say enough of his devotion to duty and his 



"One day, when he was talking with me, as boys 
will do, of his hopes and plans for the future, he was 
then only fifteen or sixteen years old, he said, 'If I 
am able to be rector of some little country parish 
and to do some good to its people, I shall feel that I 
have been of some use in the world.' 

Does it not seem that he cherished that ideal 



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throughout his life, and that he was helped to do all, 
and more than all, he hoped ? 

I wish I were able to be of some service to you; 
for in these days of self-seeking, the memory of such 
a life as Amory's cannot be too deeply impressed 
upon all of us." 

"At college he was a good scholar and an agreeable 
companion. It was, in fact, a proof of the breadth 
of his sympathies, and his power of attracting men 
and holding their respect, that during his college 
course he happened to be thrown closely with men 
whose ideals of life were very different from his own, 
and yet they never ceased to desire his companion- 
ship, although he never lowered his own ideals one 
jot. During his course in college his health distinct- 
ly improved ; and by the time he went into the minis- 
try he was capable of doing, — and, as you know, did 
accomplish a man's full work." 

"I think he was the one man among the clergy of 
whom I never heard any adverse criticism. Every- 
thing about him seemed to be in sympathy with the 
Church spirit. And there were no rough corners, 
as in most of us, sticking out at which men could 
point." 

"There are always a few people whom we look 
b>ack upon with peculiar love because they have been 
so kind to us. Mr. Amory was one such in my life. 
He looked out for me from the beginning and took an 
interest in me at the time when young men need it 
most." 



200 A MEMOIR OF 

"His religious nature developed early, and it was 
very real. Eeligion seemed natural to him. You 
knew that his heart was sound, his conscience clear, 
and his faith at once confident and humble. It 
seemed a matter of course that he should study for 
the ministry. You would have been surprised if he 
announced that he intended to do some other work in 
life. 

He was really a hard worker, but one never heard 
about it from him. He did not talk about himself, 
and my impression is that he did not think about 
himself. He thought about God and his neighbor, 
and how he could best love and serve both. He was 
"a choice young man," in a higher sense than the 
word was used of Saul, and it was a privilege to 
know him and to enjoy his friendship." 

His first Mission recalled his faithful ministry 
and the guidance of his wise and loving care under 
which their beautiful church was built and conse- 
crated, his unusual devotion to the Master's service, 
his untiring efforts for the good of others. 

His parish in Lawrence remembered him as their 
Pastor who was a true shepherd, strong in guidance, 
wise in counsel, tender in sympathy, sweet in conso- 
lation, loving in comfort. 

His parish in Lynn told of the "inspiration to 
have seen his faithful and wonderful energy which 
had set in motion so many good works." ; — how "his 
thorough devotion drew everyone to him, and inspired 
absolute confidence in all that he said or did." 

The Whiting Club, a club of his own foundation, 
wrote in part, "During the few years that he has 



AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 201 

spent among us, he has awakened the same affection 
and esteem which his high character has always won 
for him. His personality carried with it such a 
wholesome atmosphere that men rose to their best in 
his presence. The ruling principle of his life 
seemed to be that all he possessed, of talent, of time 
and of money were his in trust, to be used in the 
service of his fellowmen." 

The St. Stephen's Church Club wrote of "his in- 
nocency of life, his unselfishness, and his unwearied 
labors. He has been to us a new revelation of the 
beauty and power of Jesus Christ and has in his short 
ministry accomplished the work of many years." 

The Clerical Association of Boston, comprising 
men who had for years been of his acquaintance, re- 
corded their deep sense of loss. "From early youth 
his moral earnestness marked him as specially fitted 
for the sacred Ministry, and his completed record 
confirms our assurance that he was called for it of 
God. The beauty and disinterestedness of his spirit 
adorned his Christian profession and all who met 
him felt the charm of his courtesy, unselfishness and 
considerate regard for others. He was at the same 
time full of life and cheer, making himself felt as a 
personal force in all that he said, or did, and in ev- 
erv letter that he wrote." 



202 A MEMOIR OF 

AUGUSTINE H. AMOKY. 

Sweet as the sunrise on the silent hills, 
Kissing the shadows into outlines fair, 
His spirit dawned upon our earthly care. 
Gentle as showers the April cloud distills, 
Waking to music all the sleeping rills, 
And clothing with fresh green the pastures bare, 
So rained his happy influence everywhere, 
Flushing with newborn hopes poor dying wills. 
Some to themselves prove God by argument, 
Others in nature find His living law, 
But he in Christ the Heavenly Presence saw 
And in His footsteps trod with glad content ; 
His whole life fashioning upon that plan, 
God's humble, patient, kindly gentleman. 

Feedeeick Edwaeds. 



What a man he was ! All these tributes are feeble. 
What men and women would say they cannot say, for 
Augustine Amory is written in their hearts. The 
memory of him as day after day he walked among 
his friends, working for them, praying for them, 
constant to his Vision and to them, is like an early 
summer day, indefinable by phrases but stimulating 
and ennobling. You were conscious "of being in the 
presence of one who was himself in the presence of 
God. The air of another world was about him, but 
he was full of humanity, of interest in common 
things, of enjoyment, of humor, of laughter; a sweet 
wholesome nature. You could not be with him with- 
out feeling your capacity somewhat enlarged for lov- 



AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY 203 

ing and serving men and for seeing God." As an old 
Irishman said, ''There's never another priest like 
Amory." It is the feeling that something has gone 
out of life, the keenness of an irreparable loss. Yet, 
of course, it is not so, for so strong and vivid is the 
memory of him that he can never be far away. 

"You ask for my memories of Augustine Amory" 
Mr. Barrett Wendell writes. "They are not vividly 
specific; but I have none more gentle, more tender, 
more reverend in the truest sense of the word. 

It was at college that I knew him first. He was 
rather older than most of our class-mates, and by no 
means robust. His health, indeed, had prevented him 
from entering college at what would have been the 
regular age. The more conspicuous men in our class 
were rather reckless in life, not bad fellows at heart 
but by no means sedate in conduct or in expression. 
Wherefore, austere tempers were sometimes moved 
to wrath. What struck me in Amory was what I 
should now call his charity. There was never a char- 
acter of a life more pure than his. Yet his purity 
was never of that inhuman kind which would keep 
itself apart. He saw what was good in those young 
scamps we played with. He was not blind to their 
faults ; but he was cheerfully merciful. His temper, 
his attitude throughout, were those of one who is wise 
enough to feel how much good may be worked in this 
world by gently, unobtrusively ruling from them 
that, which in them, is not true. 

He did not seem a man of exceptional intellectual 
power. Indeed, he never seemed so. At the same 



204 A MEMOIR OF 

time, he was given, in his own quiet way, to far more 
serious thinking than one might have suspected. The 
ordinary reading of Harvard men at that time, 
when they read at all, was of the lighter kind. Thack- 
eray was the deepest literature which men who were 
thought literary were apt to delight in. So one of my 
few definite memories of Amory is of going to his 
room one day, and finding on the table two or three 
of the most solid English reviews. He was keeping 
the run of them as another man might of Punch ; yet 
he never said anything about it. 

During all his later life I saw him only at inter- 
vals, as a member of a little club, formed by college 
contemporaries, who dined together once a month. 
Most of us lived in Boston, and met often. Amory 
came, as often as he could, from Lawrence and from 
Lynn. The club, I fancy, meant more to him than 
to almost any of the rest of us ; for it was his chief 
means of keeping still in touch with his old friends 
of college days, and perhaps with the somewhat wider 
world than his, in which they were beginning to have 
their parts. Perhaps the most distinct impression of 
his presence, which remains with us, is that of his 
eager, gentle interest in what the rest of us were do- 
ing, both in our professional lives and in our domes- 
tic. He talked very little of himself or of his work. 
You would hardly have realized that he was not an 
idler. But he always wanted to know what we were 
about and what had happened to us. He always eag- 
erly delighted in any good fortune which had come 
to any of us, and in any success which any of us had 
achieved. He was always ready with a word of sym- 
pathy for any trouble, or misadventure. It would be 



AUGUSTINE HEARD AMORY. 205 

impossible to imagine a nature which seemed more 
instinctively, unthinkingly unselfish. 

And that, I think, is all I have to tell you. It is 
merely the impression left by a friendship of nearly 
Hve and twenty years. Amory was a man wonder- 
fully pure of heart, who did his duty without a word 
or a thought of reluctance or of consciousness that 
such a course was, in its own way, exceptionally 
noble. He had hardly a thought, either, of condem- 
nation, if of reproof, for those who failed or erred. 
It was enough that he would feel how, in every 
human being, there is good which we may recognize 
and by recognizing strengthen. The more I think of 
him, the more beautiful the memory of him grows." 



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